I know my post count is low, I've been lurking and learning, but if anyone would be willing to beta and or be an edit coach for me I would greatly appreciate it.
I've made two passes to clean up my novel myself, had an English major friend clean up some grammar and punctuation, and a beta reader go through with a line by line with suggestions. I'm looking for more opinions and help with cleaning up more adverbs and whatever else I may have missed from my 'how to edit' research from more seasoned writers.
My story is more of a general fiction with heavy romance plot since I do not give them a HEA in this one. I have a second story planned out that will ultimately give them their HEA.
It's currently 294 pages (74K, cut down from 89K). Here is a snippit of a random page just to get an idea of my writing style.
He sat on the sofa in silence for a while with arms crossed over his chest, staring into the distance. Frustrated he had shut down, I gave up, brushed away a tear and began to pick up a mess my little dog Rusty had left for me. Was that toilet paper mixed with shreds of … black leather? If he chewed my brand new boots I was going to kill him. At the same moment I was about to run upstairs to check on my new shoe acquisition, Dan finally spoke. It was almost a whisper, but I heard him as clear as if he had shouted it at me.
“Okay, but if it doesn’t work out-“
I squealed and threw my arms around him, black and white confetti rained down over us in celebration.
I've made two passes to clean up my novel myself, had an English major friend clean up some grammar and punctuation, and a beta reader go through with a line by line with suggestions. I'm looking for more opinions and help with cleaning up more adverbs and whatever else I may have missed from my 'how to edit' research from more seasoned writers.
My story is more of a general fiction with heavy romance plot since I do not give them a HEA in this one. I have a second story planned out that will ultimately give them their HEA.
It's currently 294 pages (74K, cut down from 89K). Here is a snippit of a random page just to get an idea of my writing style.
He sat on the sofa in silence for a while with arms crossed over his chest, staring into the distance. Frustrated he had shut down, I gave up, brushed away a tear and began to pick up a mess my little dog Rusty had left for me. Was that toilet paper mixed with shreds of … black leather? If he chewed my brand new boots I was going to kill him. At the same moment I was about to run upstairs to check on my new shoe acquisition, Dan finally spoke. It was almost a whisper, but I heard him as clear as if he had shouted it at me.
“Okay, but if it doesn’t work out-“
I squealed and threw my arms around him, black and white confetti rained down over us in celebration.
