Many thanks to the following Bloggerati, whose blurb contributions are featured somewhere in the book. ;-)
Given the grammar and punctuation transgressions on this blog, you’ll probably find it hard to believe that I qualified as a book editor over a decade ago. *Sharp intakes of breath around the Blogosphere* Yes, you know who you are. :-D Breathe easy; I’ve yet to give up my day job.
What I do know is that editing is critical to the writing process and essential for, at the very least, published works and professional documents. And what I did learn in studying for my editing qualification is the need for tact when dealing with authors and their work, no matter how awful either.
At work, I edit my own writing before and after I get someone else to edit it. Even so, when I do the final edit, I’m often bemused to find a number of errors remaining. When it comes to prose, I know my weak areas: omission of functions words, homonym misuse and comma confusion, to name but a few, so I know what to look for. But, poetry? I really have no idea.
So it is with heartfelt gratitude, appreciation and admiration that I thank Linda Cosgriff (a.k.a. The Laughing Housewife) for the gift of her editing expertise on my first poetry collection.
Linda is what the publishing industry (if she were to put herself out there) would consider an exceptional editor: she knows her stuff, and she is unafraid to say what needs to be said on both form and style but does so in an encouraging, tactful and respectful manner. And she sends gifts. :-D
I’ve taken most of her advice…
..OK, I admit I’ve granted clemency to some of my poor darlings.
Any errors remaining in the book are purely mine.
You have done me an immense favour, Linda dear. Thank you for the gift of your friendship, your valued input and the Olympic Games bookmark with the inspiring quote. ♥♥♥
My S-I-L Belinda has an eye for the interesting, the beautiful and the absurd and takes the most wonderful photos.
I love this photo of hers and thought it the perfect match to a poem that I wrote for Gabrielle Bryden’s Close Shaves Week. Thanks, B. :-)
the neighbour’s dog
has a lot
to say in the morning.
I imagine he entertains
the Vox Dogz with tales
of victorious nocturnal stoushes
with the white cat from across the road:
“A face like a chook’s bum
I tell ya rrrrhahahaharuffruff “
But I’ve seen him run
at the sight of her.
(Look, Tilly, no commas! :-) )
We’ve had this one before, and I am studying for an exam, so a re-post this week. For more entries to this week’s WPC, see The Daily Post.
is the breath between
life and death,
the laughter between
the light and hereafter,
between love and fractures.
the glass reflections
float words consequential,
some, kind, reverential,
others, profane and mean,
drifting down, unseen,
on matchstick people
and their matchbox lives
breathing it in
with the words
What am I working on?
How does my work differ from others of its genre?
It’s never accepted for publication.
Why do I write what I do?
I once read somewhere that Stephen King said something along the lines of that if he hadn’t become a writer, he would’ve become a small town sniper. My reasons aren’t quite as extreme (and, in case you hadn’t noticed, neither is my level of success), but writing—poetry, in particular—is a good outlet for stress and the things that fire my imagination.
How does my writing process work?
It’s a bit like vomiting, really – atrocious analogy, I know. But it is; it just happens of its own accord. One Saturday morning, I sat down with the intention of writing a non-fiction post about the notion that cheese before bed causes nightmares and within an hour, I had written this, something altogether different from what I’d intended.
Next on the Writing Process Blog Tour (tagged writers, feel free to ignore)
Thanks, Gabe :-D
as he snips my fringe.
“That’s what I tell them,
then take it from there.”
are best avoided.
Google has gone and torpedoed all that – Pfffft!
(Christine, can you please have a mother-to-son chat about this! :-) )
What to do? What to do?
A Blog Title Poetry Challenge, perhaps?
Hmmm, doesn’t quite have the same ring to it…
..but it could be fun, and who knows what blogging gems we might discover along the way.
So, here’s my BTP challenge:
- Write a poem from WordPress blog titles (use the Explore Topics Tags in the WordPress Reader to help you).
- Be sure to hyperlink to the blog titles in your poem.
- Post the poem on your blog and leave a comment on this post linking to it.
- Read and comment on at least one post on the blogs whose titles you’ve used.
- Have fun!
I’ll go first:
And whether or not you feel like participating in the BTP challenge, do yourself a huge favour and subscribe to one cool site; Timethief knows her blogging stuff and can help you with yours. One of her many really useful posts for bloggers can be found here. Thank you, Timethief.