So, we’ve come to the end of the journey. Or at least a junction. It is time to reflect, and this is what I’ve concluded so far.
I wrote at the start of this series that I considered myself to be a macro reader – i.e. a reader who could gloss over excessive POVs and literary errors. It’s the story that’s important, right? And I want to see as much action as possible in a palatable manner.
It turns out this is bollocks.
I thought I was a macro reader because I was able to read books without seeing the finicky little problems that may exist. But herein lies the bollocks. Now that I know about the problems, I see them everywhere, and they annoy me. So actually, I wasn’t a macro reader at all. I was ignorantly tolerant.
And with my new Deep POV hat on, I can’t be ignorantly tolerant anymore. Certainly not with my own work, and less so with the work of others too. It’s a bit like tasting better beer, or coffee, or whatever. Once you’ve tried the good stuff, you won’t go back.