Right now, I'm editing someones novel. Its an interesting process. I rather like it. She gave the book to ten different people, and is compiling our feedback. Its a book, my favorite type, with mystical elements, and vatican, religious intrigue.
I think its rather good (ha ha, rather good is a terrible, unclear abstraction that I prune, like a awful weed, out of my writing), except, some language needs to be tightened - passive verbs, gerunds, too many adverbs and adjectives and cliches.
Right now, I see a bunny rabbit out my window. The other day, my dog got her teeth into a juicy rabbit. I pulled it (the rabbit)out of her mouth....then, since it was half dead, I decided it had to be put out of its misery....so I had two decisions: me, with a dull axe, or Ema, with her strong Rottweiller jaw, to finish the job.
I chose the ladder. Boy did Ema love to finish off that bunny. Then, I gave the rabbit a uncermonial burial, over the side of the creek. I'm a vegetarian. I don't like blood, mayhem and murder. It made me sad, but made Ema's day, which made me happy.
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