Freida Schultz
I've made three separate starts to this post. Deleted them all.
Why?
Nothing worked.
Frieda Schultz, my internal editor, is very much alive and kicking. Demanding to be heard. Demanding things be done HER way. She's way too controlling for her own good.
"It's too boring."
"No!"
"Oh, please."
This actually gives me a little heads up in that I need to silence her with some chocolate or cheesecake - or a hammer - before I start to work today.
Why?
Because if I don't, I won't get anywhere on my manuscript. And since I'm smack in the middle of first draft, she could trip me up really bad.
"That last sentence is crappy. Take it out. Think about how you really want to say it."
Shut up, Frieda. Go back to your knitting. I'll call you when I'm ready.
And when I'm ready - when I really need her by my side and up my whatev - do you think she's around?
"Sorry, luv, touring the pyramids this week. Call me next. We'll set a time."
Get in touch with your internal editor. Make sure she show's up when she's supposed to.
But you can't have Frieda.
She's mine.
Why?
Nothing worked.
Frieda Schultz, my internal editor, is very much alive and kicking. Demanding to be heard. Demanding things be done HER way. She's way too controlling for her own good.
"It's too boring."
"No!"
"Oh, please."
This actually gives me a little heads up in that I need to silence her with some chocolate or cheesecake - or a hammer - before I start to work today.
Why?
Because if I don't, I won't get anywhere on my manuscript. And since I'm smack in the middle of first draft, she could trip me up really bad.
"That last sentence is crappy. Take it out. Think about how you really want to say it."
Shut up, Frieda. Go back to your knitting. I'll call you when I'm ready.
And when I'm ready - when I really need her by my side and up my whatev - do you think she's around?
"Sorry, luv, touring the pyramids this week. Call me next. We'll set a time."
Get in touch with your internal editor. Make sure she show's up when she's supposed to.
But you can't have Frieda.
She's mine.
Comments
Stephen Tremp
Mark - Right . . . I spiked the bon-bons.
Sheila - mmmmmmm
Elspeth
Helen
Straight From Hel
Helen - I think Frieda mentioned a cousin named Brunhilda. We could be in trouble. . . .
Best Regards, Galen
P.S. You signature link in my comments section led to a blank blog page. Might wanna check that...even though it was well worth the effort to Google you! Just thought you'd want to know.
Imagineering Fiction Blog
Jane - Maybe your editor needs the hammer - LOL. She must be another cousin to Frieda and Brunhilda. I've heard Frieda speak of Helga and Gertrude . . . maybe one of them belongs to you.
Conda - Thank you!
Terry - Your editor, too? Freida thinks she's the boss of everyone.