How To Edit Your Novels & Stories

com Edited by Amanda Brown

I leaned back on my bed and laughed softly. "She’s going to cry," I whispered-cried to myself excitedly. "Jasmine will cry her heart out." Ohh poor baby! I opened the video again and watched it play. My face was not hidden well, but it has been edited by us and I love how she came out confident in the video, my body looked perfect. My voice sounded soft and real. I had edited it well. It was fake, but it looked real. It was Jasmine’s face, her voice, and her sounds. I don't know how the editor did it or what trick he used but it was so perfect.

I turned around with an angry face and I was shocked when I saw who is it. “What are you doing here?” I asked smilingly. “Nothing.” “Is your workshop done?” I asked Lou. Yes, he was the one who pricked me. “Yes. I enjoyed teaching and sharing my knowledge with other people” he replied with a smile. “Good to know” I answered. He sat beside me and look at what I am doing. “Are you editing?” he asked. “Why aren’t you going home yet?” “Gosh! You used too much saturation!” He gets my phone and started editing the photo again.

hey guys! I will temporarily stop my updates as some of my friends saw a lot of grammar mistakes and typographical errors and so I decided to fix it first before I continue with the updates.And if you also noticed it please don't hesitate to tell me, I'll be grateful tohear it from you too! Maybe it will also take slowly because you know I still have a life naaah just kidding, I actually have a full time job and because of that, my time doing these editing stuff is very limited only. So please just bear with me!!?!!

“Keep going, Hannah. You have no idea how much this pleases me…” HI, ALL THE CHAPTERS ARE EDITED, YOU CAN NOW REMOVE IT FROM YOUR LIBRARY, ADD IT BACK AND READ.

I read, adding some emphasis and emotion to my words. I looked at my sister expectantly, hoping for her approval. “So, was it good?” I asked impatiently. She nodded and stroked her chin thoughtfully. “Yes, it was decent enough. But I think you can make it more persuasive and intriguing. How about adding something like this: ‘I really miss you and I can’t wait to see you tonight. You are the only one who can make me happy. Let’s make this dinner unforgettable.’ And then maybe send him a kiss emoji or something,” she suggested, smiling wickedly.

I save it to three different locations. I forward it to my editor with a note that says: FYI. Not stopping. Then I open the draft and I keep writing.

“Define ‘a few.’” Kyl didn’t flinch. “The tone needed adjusting.” My pulse ticked in my throat. I picked up the first page and scanned through, entire paragraphs gone, sentences rewritten to be smoother, Less raw, Less me. “You edited my voice out of this,” I said, barely above a whisper. He folded his arms. “I refined it.” “No. You controlled it.” somehow I knew it will come to this. That got his attention. He straightened, his expression hardening. “This is about the brand. Our brand. Every word reflects on..”

Go on and read the next chapter. I am looking for editors who might help me edit.

“Damn, so you weren't lying on TV when you said you write a lot.” “You watched that?” He nodded. “You looked very elegant.” I smiled and looked away. “Thanks.” “Look, people even made edits of you.” He said, pulling out his phone and pressing some keys. “Watch this, I saved it.” It was a video of me with music playing in the background. It showed me walking towards my seat in slow motion, with a huge smile, and then it showed snippets of me talking and moving my arms and hands as I made a point. I looked so beautiful, elegant, happy and so… powerful.