For a month now, I have been editing my story AHIP.  Almost every night, I would work on a chapter or two.  My ridiculously long, three volume novel, is now ready to be altered in the computer.  
I opened the notebook where all my changes are, and I noticed a little extra editing.  Apparently Andrew, my darling two year old, saw fit to add a few edits of his own.  Unfortunately for me, he used the same color editing pen as I did.  There are all kinds of marks and lines and I am having a deal of a time deciphering his changes from my changes.  
I suppose I should add this to the list of steps in the writing process - literary critiques from a two-year old.
Saturday, September 26, 2009
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Someday that will be endearing, but for now I can only imagine how frustrating that in your private life (away from two year olds) they saw fit to invade. Or maybe you're crafting not only a novel, but a future writer in your son?
Funny post, and thanks for your comments on my other post. Somedays it all feels so isolated.
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