Maybe a better title for this post might be, “How Have I Found Myself Consistently Substitute Teaching at an Elementary School?” but I technically wrote this on Friday while on a lunch break, so I’ll leave it mostly as-is.
A few days ago, I posted some advice on how to edit your own work when you get to that step in the writing process. Editing is, maybe unfortunately for some, one of the more grueling parts of writing, and for a lot of us, we might not have the chance to have someone else help us. On the other hand, there are those of us out there whose primary focus is editing–specifically, editing the work of other writers. There might be a few different reasons why you’ve been put into the position of “editor;” maybe you’re friends with the person who wrote something and you owe them a favor, maybe you’re a beta reader, maybe it is literally your job to edit the work of other people.
Whatever the reason is (and I’ve been in a number of those positions), here are some of my personal guidelines for editing other people’s work.
This is the first of a two part series; today, I’m going to talk about the process that I go through when editing any of my own work (and that extends to prose as well as essays), and tomorrow I’ll talk about what I do when I’m editing someone else’s work. This might also be a case of, “Do as I say, not as I do,” because there are more of the best practices that I’ve learned to follow, but if I’m in a particular hurry, I don’t always do everything.
In any case: You have written an essay/short story/novel chapter or whatever that you’re going to be presenting to other people–either in person as part of a workshop, for a grade, or posting online for a wider audience. Maybe you have an editor already, which is great, but you’re considerate and don’t want your editor to feel miserable. Here are a few guidelines that I like to follow.
Before I say or write anything else, I want to preface this with the fact that I am most definitely not a lawyer.
When I was younger, I had extremely limited access to the Internet (read: none) until around seventh or eighth grade, and even then, I did not have regular access to the Internet at my house until my sophomore year of high school.
I’m in the process of trying to find a full-time job for the Fall, which is about as fun as you’d think it would be.
I forgot there was a poetry reading on my campus yesterday and I unknowingly wandered into it.