It’s hard to believe that this time last week I was at the beach. Truthfully, it feels like forever ago. Ever had one of those long kind of weeks?
TG-870 Underwater Test
A little while back, I picked up the Olympus TG-870 camera wanting to use it for YouTube videos. We won’t talk about why there aren’t any YouTube videos up yet. Okay? Let’s just say it’s not the camera’s fault.
When we found that the ocean was crystal clear and could see the fish swimming at our feet, my son decided to borrow my camera. It’s one of those tough cameras that can handle most things, including underwater photography.
With about 500 photos taken, needless to say, he had fun with it. I think it did pretty well underwater, don’t you think?
I’ve been posting word count updates on Twitter with photos of my handwritten pages, and the strangest thing started to occur. People started complimenting me on my handwriting.
ME. The king of chicken scratch. How?
We’re not talking about one or two people here. It was more like a dozen or so. I admit, my handwriting looks better when I’m using pencil over pen but that much better?
I’m dumbstruck. I can’t have nice handwriting. That’s not how the universe works. Did I slip into an alternate universe without knowing it?
Speed of Rewrite
Last night I erased just about everything I’d written this past week. Yes, literally. With an eraser. They still make those, you know?
*insert moans and repeated questions of why here*
Well, they sucked. That’s why.
Over the last two years, I’ve pushed myself to meet deadlines that don’t matter. I produced two books that required more edits than my calculator can count and they still need more. I was concerned with quantity over quality. But that’s what edits are for, right?
While it’s true that you can polish a turd (thanks, Mythbusters), it doesn’t change the fact it’s still a turd under all that shiny exterior. #truth
I don’t want a repeat of last time. With this rewrite, despite my inner taskmaster screaming at me, I’m taking it slow and focusing on quality over quantity. That’s another reason I’m handwriting this one instead of typing it.
I’m tired of giving myself permission to write crap. I’m giving myself permission to take my time and write something worth polishing.
After all, at the end of the day, wouldn’t you rather have a polished diamond instead of a piece of polished turd?