More than one hundred thirty thousand words in eight days… My brain hurts.
I’ve finished the first round of copyediting on this novel, though, and sent my comments to the author so we can figure out solutions to a few (fairly minor) issues that can’t be dealt with simply by changing punctuation or rearranging word order. Once I get a reply, I’ll begin the second round…
My clone says I shouldn’t do this again. Rush to finish an editing job in a ridiculously short time, I mean. Y’see, I had a bit (okay, more than just a bit) of a meltdown a couple of days ago, and it was the second one in about a week. I don’t think it was caused by the work I was doing, but being that busy (and perhaps exceeding my “decision quota” and such) for several days in a row meant I didn’t have a chance to recover from sensory overload caused by other things. Plus, the weather has been terrible around here, and I never do well when there’s a lot of change in air pressure. (*considers explaining exactly why changing air pressure causes severe anxiety as well as pain, but thinks better of it and says nothing*)
So that means the next time I tackle a manuscript, it’ll take me at least a month instead of two weeks. Apparently most professional copyeditors say it takes three months or more to edit a 100K-word manuscript, and some say it takes as long as six months. On the other hand, most professional copyeditors probably have lives and stuff. Me, I’m not even a real person; I’m just a figment of your imagination. (Well, not yours, O Dark and Sarcastic One, but we’ve discussed that already, have we not?)
In the interest of not “scaring the normals,” I’ll end this post here… Nevertheless, consider this your early warning: after the editing is completely finished, there will almost certainly be some weirdness in my next few posts.