Where would any of us be without our C.P. Feel free to share this blog entry with your treasured writing partner(s).
Press PLAY and use Jennz sing-along lyrics (below)
When I am down and, my m.s. so dreary;
When troubles come and my plot burdened be;
Then, I am still and wait here in the silence,
Until you come and crit a while with me.
You raise me up, to make me edit adverbs;
You raise me up, to watch my POV;
And I am strong, when reading criticism;
You raise me up…to more than I can be.
There is no life – no life without my writing;
Each restless word, a part of me you see;
But when you crit, I’m no longer filled with wonder,
You set me straight and help me to be me.
You raise me up, so I can edit freely;
You raise me up, to conflict being key;
And I am strong, when I now face rejections;
You raise me up…to more than I can be.
You raise me up…you’re one hell of a C.P.
Writing is not child’s play – but take a look at this 7 years old in action.
With respect and thanks to the original owners – Lyrics by Brendan Graham Music by Rolf Lovland