Okay, so it's not really a monster, it's my sweet husband. But he's still the edit Nazi. He came with me to the writing conference this past weekend, wanting to put faces with the names of the people I've talked about. I hoped he would be interested in some of the classes, but there were no expectations.
He went to the outlining class by and the editing class by Julie Bellon. Hoooboy. Last night I was working on a story that I started in James class on Fantasy (thanks for letting me use your example, James!) and I invited him to read the first page.
Now - when I invite someone to read my work when I'm just starting to write it, I'm NOT asking for editing help or suggestions. I just want them to read and see if the whole idea is good. I'm asking if they like it and would continue. I'm not even thinking editing yet.
The first thing he tells me is that I need to cut out one of my sentences and that I've used the same word twice in the paragraph. ARGH! Then he continued down the page, and I started hitting him. He just laughed at me. He claims I'm the one that took him to the conference, what did I expect?
What frustrates me the most is how much he remembers, and is able to apply it so well. Because, well, most of - well, okay - 90% of what he suggested was better. Ouch. It's so frustrating. Why does he remember this stuff? I do okay when I'm going back over and editing, but when writing, I turn the inner-editor off. I've learned this through doing Nano for three years. I thought that was a good thing, but it's hard when he sees the errors before I do.
The upside is now I've got my own built in editor! Not that he has a lot of spare time to read and edit my stuff, but at least he'll be great at it. Now if I can just convince him to let me finish the rough draft first...