I am in love with paper. I love everything about paper except that it breaks down and gives off dust particles that make me sick. Even with that side effect, I am surrounded by paper.
Yes, I could edit my manuscript on the computer. It would be cheaper and save trees and ink, but I love the feel of paper. I love leaning back on my pillow, running my fingers over the nearly smooth paper and I love the act of turning the pages. No e-books for me… not until someone steals my inkjet printer or until my inkjet printer is as obsolete as my VCR.
I have always loved paper. To this day, I love to walk into a bookstore and take a deep breath and feel a sense of “home.” I know, it’s a bit odd, but this is me, a lover of words and paper.
I have finally put an ending to my 50,000 + word odyssey from NANOWRIMO in November. I am eagerly re-writing it, scripting transitions to go with my witty dialogue. I truly do not know when I will be finished with it. Probably never. The Roomie will have to sit on my inner critic and help me let the “finished” product go eventually.
Until eventually…I edit.