for pleasure. ha ha ha, thought I was a fraud didn't you?
I've been going through the hard core editing process for my first novel. I want it to be perfect, so I have been going through each chapter as well as submitting individual chapters to a critiquing group. The critiquing group is a tit for tat group, meaning you have to critique to be critiqued. So not only am I editing my own work, but I am critiquing others. Up to 10 a week.
Last night, I tried to sit down and take a quiet moment to read. I've been meaning to start the Charlaine Harris books, since seeing that True Blood show on HBO. I opened the book and began to read the first page.
Let me preface this with, I am not published, nor am I an expert in writing. Hell, I don't have any degrees or credentials in writing, I just like to write.
The first page was as far as I got.
I found myself looking for mistakes. I couldn't just sit and read and enjoy the book. I wanted to pick it apart and make it better ( not that I could.)
What's wrong with me? I want nothing more than to zone out with a good book, but I just can't right now. Anybody else have this problem?