I’m almost done with my rewrites on TIP. Reached 85% completed this afternoon before leaving to run errands. I’m hacking and slashing at the old passive verbs, the lazy writing (adverbs in particular), and more than a fair number of unnecessary speaker tags. I’m ready to scream, "Who wrote this junk?!?"
Oh, yeah. Me.
One thing a writer learns while revising, rewriting, editing is that her words are not golden. Less is often more. Simple is often stronger.
Yesterday’s sermon in our journey through the 90 Day Bible reading challenge was on Proverbs, Song of Solomon, and Ecclesiastes. The essence came down to this: What a tragedy it is when a person knows what is right and yet doesn’t do it.
Solomon knew what the right and godly things were. His "journals" are full of that knowledge. And yet he didn’t do what was right. He started well but finished badly. In the end, his writings had gone from words of joy to words of sorrow, saying that his life had been nothing more than chasing the wind.
I love to read Proverbs. The Song of Solomon is joyous and earthy. But by the time I’m finished with Ecclesiastes, I feel a bit depressed. It reminds me of the importance of continuing to run the race, continuing to press in close to God, to never let down my guard. Lord, help me finish well.
In the grip of His grace,