I was editing a short story I had written several months ago, and it was like returning to and completing a project I had left unfinished. The story was familiar, and I knew what it was about, but it didn’t have the impact and clarity I thought it had when I first wrote it.
So I began to edit it, fixing the glaring errors I hadn’t spotted before, deleting sentences and words, and adding details that I didn’t realize was missing. After I edited the story several times, I read through it again. The story was essentially the same, but it had a flow that it didn’t have before. It was kind of like pulling out the weeds from a garden, and seeing the garden for what it should be.
Fallton Havenstonne 