Cups of Coffee and Line Edits
I found this cup among the things my daughter left behind after she moved to New York. I do not think it was meant for me. I can’t correct my own grammar much less somebody else’s. I suspect it was for her. Except she is never silent about correcting grammar.
Anyhow, it seemed the appropriate cup for doing line edits. It is going so slowly. I started at the last page and line by line, looking for mistakes, finding lots of continuity problems, and in constant battle with Oxford commas and subtle homonyms. I am armed with a style guide and thesaurus and dictionary, working my way back to the beginning. I am trying to have as clean of copy for my two chosen editors to give the book a last read through before hitting the query trenches. And I definitely need more coffee or a nap. Or both.