Good authors don’t use adverbs… except for the Bronte sisters, Jane Austen, Rainbow Rowell, Jhumpa Lahiri, Jess Walter, Dodie Smith, Mark Twain, Henning Mankell, and pretty much everyone else* on my bookshelves.
*I didn’t find any in the four pages I read of the late Donald Barthelme’s work, but I knew him, so I forgive him.
Apostrophes are my friends. Therefore, I’m going to let the Italian characters in my novel use them, instead of sounding like they came out of an Errol Flynn pirate movie.
Spread your manuscript on the floor. Take a giant handful of commas and throw it in the air. Stick them in wherever they fall. Works as well as any other method. #amediting
Decided to make it more tolerable with a glass of Argentine Torrontes*. Now I don’t give a damn about missing commas.
Or how to make that accent thingy over the e.
I cried at a film about George Washington’s tent.
I am 20% of the way through this beautifully written novel So far it as been almost entirely back story. I want something to happen. NOW*
*Patience is not my strong suit. Ask my family.
When you wake up in the wee hours, don’t waste them. The best thing to do is write…or not.