I’m turning sentences this like:
A small stippled fish darted forth from the fool’s gold to nibble at the tree’s roots.
into sentences like this:
A small stippled fish nibbled the tree’s roots.
I may turn them back again. Because fiddling.
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Every morning, I reread the previous day’s writing, which helps me keep heading in the right direction, but in the process of rereading, I find that I’m editing–tweaking sentences for rhythm and so on. I know better than to do sentence-level editing in a first draft, but I end up doing it anyway. That’s slowing me down.
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This morning I finished chapter five, editing infelicities before I move on to chapter six. You could say I’ve been doctoring the doctor scene. 🙂
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