Writing rules are my friend. They are also my enemy. So in slightly outdated slang speak, that makes them my frenemy. Like spiders. I understand they serve an important purpose, and the large majority of them are benign. But that doesn’t mean I want them cozying up to me, crawling in my mouth while I sleep, and generally taking over my house. Or my book.
In the drive to publish my first novel, I was confident that following all the rules of writing translated into certain success. I tend to do a fair amount of self-editing as I write. I know when to properly apply a comma. I slay superfluous ‘thats’. I understand the difference between ‘writing badly’ and ‘writing bad’ (hint: the first is an adverb and the second is an adjective than needs a following noun. See? I edit good. Gotcha! I edit well.) Continue reading