Sally sat down at the table, handing me a Christmas tin. “Merry Christmas.” I opened it. Inside lay petite, decorated Gingerbread men and women, their faces, aprons and overalls intricately decorated. “Wow.” “It’s my one Christmas claim to fame. I sell them at the annual craft show.” They looked too good to eat. “You put me to shame. My talents end with chocolate chip cookies. Although, my children love them.” I put the lid on the tin. “You know, your cookie prowess is not unlike finding your voice, or wordsmithing your story. Which is the final step in editing your manuscript before you move to proofing.” “I am nearly finished all my scene by scene edits.” “Then you’re ready to make your story sing. It’s in the wordsmithing phase where […]
