Just when I think it’s good, well…

Case in point. I’m in the final lap of writing my thesis, and after my last revisions I was feeling pretty good about where it was – confident that I was nearly finished, and hopeful that I would have very few revisions yet to come.

The Committee reviewed my work and I just recieved it back. Hmmmm. Approved, but not quite done. As I looked over my professors comments and looked in detail at my paper one last time, I said to myself “what was I thinking. This is terrible organization. They are right.”

Its funny how you can read a passage 12 times the same exact way and think how flawless it is, but then on read through 13 you realize how terrible it is.

This is the pain of editing. “Ever” can be read as “every” – every single time until the one time you finally realize its missing a ‘y’.

It takes us back to that truism that every writer knows, no work is ever really complete.My professors have been right every single time. Their suggestions have improved my work in every instance.

So may pride never tell me that what I have written is good enough.  May I remain humble and keep editing and revising. I’ll probably be a better writer for it.