Last night I thought I had a piece of tape stuck to the bottom of my foot, so I tried to pull it off. It turned out to be a piece of skin — apparently my feet are cracking and peeling — and now I have to wear a bandaid on my foot because I now have a hole in the bottom of my foot and it hurts without the added cushioning.
Editing is a lot like that.
(Stay with me here. I promise that it will make sense — at least in my head.)
See, I was fussing at the “tape” on my foot in the dark — I couldn’t see what I was doing, so I just kept fiddling with it and picking at it until I realized my mistake. By then it was too late — my foot hurt, the peeling was worse than before, and the skin was catching on the sheets.
If I had bothered to shine a little light on the subject, (and if I had been able to see the edge of the bottom of my foot), then I would have stopped before it got to the point of pain and repair work.
Sometimes in editing, there is a failure to shine a light and look at what you’re really doing. You fuss and fuss at small things and cut them out without looking at the overall picture. And by the time you realize what you’re doing, the damage is done and you have to start patching plot holes that didn’t used to be there.
And that, my friends, is part of what makes editing such a pain…