I am taking a brief reprieve from grading. Right now, I am going through a pile of fantastic poems by my creative writing students. I already workshopped them, twice in most cases, so the grading is going easier. I just have to say grading poetry is really fucking hard.
Anyway, I posted The Harvest, the draft of my ongoing novel with edits. Yesterday on my way to work, I gave the new sections a good read and found a bunch of typos. That time, my husband actually asked thoughtful questions, which I have forgotten now, but I am sure helped me clarify ideas as I was making corrections. Still, some of the questions he asked clearly indicate that he has not read the full draft. :(
I may have to create an audio file for him. No, not you, just him.
Here is to fantastic poetry by others, which you had a hand in, and catching vile typos. #Resist
Dr. Jesú Estrada,