The Curse of Reading One’s Own Writing

Will there ever come a day when I can just sit down and read my own writing? Period.

What I mean is, will there ever come a day when I can sit down and read my own writing without wanting to tweak the text?

Now I’m planning on re-reading The Recluse Storyteller just for effect. Maybe even out loud, just to hear it and enjoy it.

But I have a feeling it won’t work out that way.

I suppose it is nearly impossible for an author to approximate the experience that a reader would have upon first read.

Because when I re-read my writings, it usually goes something like this?

“Oh, why did I say it that way?”

“Does that really make sense? Let me re-word.”

“Does that detail totally match what I said earlier?”

“Comma. Yes or no?”

“Does anyone really care about split-infinitives?”

“Oh, an extra space.”

“This author doesn’t know what he is talking about.”

But, alas, what’s a writer to do? Never content.

With only one goal: striving for perfection, settling for excellence.

 

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