Post 3

BOOK DONE! x2

Yes, yes, yes, judgy mcjudgerson. I know that I said that I finished a book last post. Well, tough cookies! Freelance is in the bag! Although, my esteemed colleague did mention that he hated the ending.

Sigh.

‘How much did you hate the ending?’

‘Hm, you know that feeling when you’re just about to throw up, but you’re trying to be polite and get to a bathroom or at least someplace without a valuable rug?’

‘Yes.’

‘That much.’

Fuck. Ok, then. Fine. I will rewrite it. BECAUSE YOU ARE SO NEEDY. You know who you are…

I’m going to count it as done since it’s a million pages long and I’ve already started book two and frankly it just feels better to pretend that it’s done so I can put off doing revisions for one more day. Just one more day.

I hate revisions.

I’m not sure if there is a writer out there who thinks, ‘Yay. Today I get to rehash all these old story lines and agonize over shit I already made a decision about ages ago, but now I get to figure out why people didn’t like it and what’s wrong with me, as a person, as an artist, as a goddamn entertainer that I couldn’t get it right.’ But it is not this bot. This program does not appreciate old data. It’s annoying. And everything sounds at least three times worse the second time you read it.

Beta Reader Bot Number 1, you’re on probation, buddy.