Anything that can go weirdly, will. Especially copyediting fiction. Especially if the copyeditor is the author’s clone-sibling.

This is how it went, back near the beginning of the month:

Needed to take a break from editing. Decided to listen to music. First song to come up was… “Eye in the Sky,” by The Alan Parsons Project. I like this song, but… not while I’m editing “Providence,” okay?

And the next song to come up was “Dancing with Myself,” by Billy Idol. Yeah. And yesterday was Groundhog’s Day (a groundhog is kinda like a gopher — just take my word for it that there was a connection in my brain), and that song was used in a movie more-or-less about something a former friend of mine was doing before I met that person…

(*mutters something about goats*)

So I turned off the music. Most of the time, such strange coincidences are funny, but.. not while I’m editing “Providence.” My mind has a tendency to chase long strings of connected concepts anyway, especially when I’m trying to avoid something else, and sometimes those strings turn back around, Mobius-strip fashion, to whatever I didn’t want to think about. Best not to give “Murphy’s radio” the opportunity to assist in that turning, yeah?

And this is how it went on Feb. 11:

Hail, Murphy, god of strange coincidence…!

Or, “Heh, heh. He said gestalt…”

Well, it was funny to me. Maybe you had to be there… (Alas, I was. Which is why I’m in wholehearted agreement that this novel should not be published in March or April. “too much like life,” as the expression goes.) There is also something in the manuscript about lost-and-found memories and such, but let’s not get into that right now.

Anyway. The manuscript is in the hands of the author again. We expect to have it ready for beta readers soon. Then give them a couple of months to read it… I look forward to their comments: ‘What the hell, Weaver?’ and ‘How does your brother come up with weird stuff like this?’ and ‘You’re right; some guys can write from the viewpoint of a female protagonist.’ And of course, ‘I sort of suspect that this story is somewhat based on real-life events that you aren’t at liberty to discuss.’ ūüôā












About Thomas Weaver

For several years, I’ve been putting my uncanny knack for grammar and punctuation, along with an eclectic mental collection of facts, to good use as a Wielder of the Red Pen of Doom (editor). I'm physically disabled, and I currently live with my smugly good-looking twin Paul, who writes military science fiction and refuses to talk about his military service because he can’t. Sometimes Paul and I collaborate on stories, and sometimes I just edit whatever he writes. It's worked out rather well so far. My list of non-writing-related jobs from the past includes librarian, art model, high school teacher, science lab gofer… Although I have no spouse or offspring to tell you about, I do have eight cats. I currently spend my time blogging, reading, editing, and fending off cats who like my desk better than my twin’s.
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