kit (mizkit) wrote,

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a weird writer thing

So I have no problem being in the same room with someone who is reading one of my books. You know, a properly bound book and all that. If they laugh I want to know what bit they're laughing at, but that's no big thing.


I. Cannot. Stand. To be in a room where someone is reading an actual manuscript.

My parents are down to visit and to proof TQB. They're downstairs reading it. I don't even like being in the *house*! I want to run away! Blee! Blee! Blee!

It's ridiculous. It's absurd. I *know* this. And yet every time, it gives me the heebie-jeebies.

On the other hand, it damn near guarantees I'm going to be in my office huddling at my computer for the next three days, typing away so I don't have to think about the horror of someone reading my manuscript somewhere else in the house...
Tags: editing, inheritors' cycle

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