Editing anxiety

Editing is fraught with dangerous snares. Multiple “passes” focus individually on drama, or character, or plot, or diction. I suffer through all of those because I want the work to sing for the reader.

But the part over which I bleed is spelling. I confess, I am a terrible speller.

My inability to properly represent words stems not from laziness or any diagnosed affliction, but rather from two sources: Britain in the late 1960’s and mid-70’s, and junior year at university.

I spent two formative years (five years apart) in Scotland and England, first when I was 5, turning 6; and again five years later when I was 10, turning 11. British English spells things like “theatre” and “litre” or “kilometre” more like the French; they favor (or, rather favour) the “o-u-r” endings for words like labor and color. They use ‘s’ in words like analyze or synthesize, where American’s use a ‘z’ (though Americans don’t call it a ‘zed’).”Kerb” is their spelling of the American “curb.”

The list of differences is long, and that long list, first imprinted on a five year old was reversed and reprogrammed by formidable Midwestern American (Wisconsin and Iowa) grammarians, only to be re-undermined in Britain five years later. I struggled mightily with spelling.

But I had gained the upper hand in that struggle by the time I was a teenager. That is, until my junior year at university. I was an English major, and as part of my studies, I read uncorrected texts, of Shakespeare, Milton, Addison and Steele, Samuel Johnson, John Donne, Andrew Marvel, and others.

Spelling standardization didn’t really take hold until the latter part of the 17th century. There are documents in which, Shakespeare signs and spells his own name a couple different ways. Up to my junior year, my spelling, while sound, was tenuous. And then it became unmoored.

Words like “dramatick” came to seem correct. And usages like “dramatickal” seemed legitimate and sensible.

In Paradise Lost (1667), Milton often spells ‘me,’ ‘he’ or ‘she’ with with a double-‘e’. Most often (if I remember correctly), Milton used the double-e construction to denote an inversion of
the iambic pentameter rhythm, or to doubly reinforce the stress, as in:

“Hee for God only, and shee for God in him,”
x / x / x, / x / x / x

where the spelling of ‘hee’ is meant to suggest stressing the first (usually unstressed) syllable, and in the example given, deliberately slowing the rhythm by having 11 beats rather than ten. Meanwhile, I must remember, that in American usage, punctuation goes inside the quotation marks.

I have made my peace with my limitations, and I have found workarounds and aide de memoires. And proofreaders.

But today, in the New York Times, John McWhorter’s “What’s Better Left Unsaid,” shakes my already tottering confidence by throwing not only spelling but pronunciation into doubt. Should we pronounce the ‘t’ in ‘often? he asks. Or the ‘th’ in ‘clothes?’

Wait. I do pronounce them, though I don’t say “lis-ten,” which leaves me wondering what other (supposedly) superfluous letters I’m pronouncing or what dubious, inconsistent choices I’m making regarding my dialogue and prose.

While I adhere to the standards–or at least the ones I know of–I still find myself squinting at ‘roofs,’ which feels like it ought to be ‘rooves.’ As in hoof:hooves, or wolf:wolves. (The dictionary regards the spelling and pronunciation rooves as “archaic.”)

Editing at the sentence level is meant to create vivid, confident prose, but the process of getting there is full of pitfalls and wrong turnings (or is it “wrong turns?”).


James McCrone’s stories raise questions about the nature of power, the choices we make and the lessons we don’t learn.

He’s the author of the Imogen Trager political suspense-thrillers Faithless Elector, Dark Network and Emergency Powers–noir tales about a stolen presidency, a conspiracy, and a nation on edge. Bastard Verdict, his fourth novel, is about a conspiracy surrounding a second Scottish Independence referendum. His current novel, Witness Tree, is out on submission.

All books are available on BookShop.org, IndyBound.org, Barnes & Noble, your local bookshop, and Amazon. eBooks are available in multiple formats including Apple, Kobo, Nook and Kindle.

James is a member of Mystery Writers of America, Int’l Assoc. of Crime Writers, and he’s the current president of the Delaware Valley chapter of Sisters in Crime. He has an MFA from the University of Washington in Seattle, and he now lives and writes in Philadelphia, PA.

For a full list of appearances and readings, make sure to check out his Events/About page. And follow him on here, or on Substack!

The Empty Nest Revisited

Maybe it’s more like being a parent than I had previously thought when I wrote about having placed Witness Tree with a publisher. Things seemed to be going well. Until they weren’t.

So Witness Tree is back home, unemployed, chastened but going out on lots of “interviews.” And like a great many interviews, the standard refusal is no response.

Foggy morning at the vineyard; witness tree obscured by the rising sun #Yamhill

At least it’s not wasting its time watching reality television and only dressing in sweats. But it is here, and I feel its weight.

During Covid, like many families, two of our grown children came home. One, from university, the other to work remotely. I can say unequivocally that I prefer having the kids in the house to (re)hosting my manuscript.

I second-guess myself—is the pitch any good, have I truly resolved the threads? Time, of which there seems to be both too much and too little, will tell.

One of the best parts of publishing something is that it’s done. You could always do something different with the manuscript or fix a typo. But you can move on from a published manuscript, and you can leave it alone. It is what it is and will stand on its own.

In contrast, one that isn’t “out there” tugs at your sleeve, craves attention.

Maybe my endless tinkering will make the book better. Maybe I’m just polishing a turd.

Obviously, if I believed it was a turd, I wouldn’t spend the time polishing it. But the next book (Hours) and some half-finished short stories grow impatient for me to move on.

I tell myself each morning that I chose this life.

Some days, that’s helpful. Some days, not.


James McCrone’s stories raise questions about the nature of power, the choices we make and the lessons we don’t learn.

He’s the author of the Imogen Trager political suspense-thrillers Faithless Elector, Dark Network and Emergency Powers–noir tales about a stolen presidency, a conspiracy, and a nation on edge. Bastard Verdict, his fourth novel, is about a conspiracy surrounding a second Scottish Independence referendum. His current novel, Witness Tree, is out on submission.

All books are available on BookShop.org, IndyBound.org, Barnes & Noble, your local bookshop, and Amazon. eBooks are available in multiple formats including Apple, Kobo, Nook and Kindle.

James is a member of Mystery Writers of America, Int’l Assoc. of Crime Writers, and he’s the current president of the Delaware Valley chapter of Sisters in Crime. He has an MFA from the University of Washington in Seattle, and he now lives and writes in Philadelphia, PA.

For a full list of appearances and readings, make sure to check out his Events/About page. And follow him on here, or on Substack!

Some of his short stories are available FREE online. Links are HERE, toward the bottom of the page.

From the Dust is a compelling, insightful whodunnit

I was fortunate enough to read an early copy of David Swinson’s From the Dust on NetGalley. Here’s my review.

Retired DC homicide detective, Graham Sanderson has returned to his father’s home in Upstate New York. “It was my father’s death that brought me here, but my brother’s condition and need for company that made me stay,” he says. Death used to be Graham’s business, but he’s happy to be retired. Or so he says.

But something isn’t right. The small, rural town where he finds himself had only two murders in the past three years, and they were crimes of passion easily solved. Now, a body is found near the canal, probably killed elsewhere and brought to the site so that it would be found.

The local sheriff, himself a retired big city detective, worries that his new detective may not be up to the challenge. When a second murder occurs, with all the hallmarks of the first, he enlists Sanderson to help the rookie.

Swinson has crafted an intriguing and compelling whodunnit that is insightful and poignant. The weight of the past drags at Sanderson, and indeed on many of the characters here. Sanderson’s investigation will take him into places, and pit him against forces he never dealt with in DC.

And it will force him to confront not only his preconceptions about the investigation, but what lies behind them. The story moves along well. The pacing is good as suspects are introduced and the motive behind the crime comes into focus.

There is a noble doggedness about Sanderson’s approach, exhausting the leads, that reminded me of Georges Simenon’s Maigret.

I enjoyed this story, and I particularly liked that it didn’t fall into the trap of portraying rural citizens as quaint or cute, but as fully realized characters, each contributing something to the story.

Highly recommended.

From the Dust, by David Swinson ISBN: 978-0-316-52865-8


James McCrone’s stories raise questions about the nature of power, the choices we make and the lessons we don’t learn.

He’s the author of the Imogen Trager political suspense-thrillers Faithless Elector, Dark Network and Emergency Powers–noir tales about a stolen presidency, a conspiracy, and a nation on edge. Bastard Verdict, his fourth novel, is about a conspiracy surrounding a second Scottish Independence referendum. His current novel, Witness Tree, is out on submission.

All books are available on BookShop.org, IndyBound.org, Barnes & Noble, your local bookshop, and Amazon.

eBooks are available in multiple formats including Apple, Kobo, Nook and Kindle.

James is a member of Mystery Writers of America, Int’l Assoc. of Crime Writers, and he’s the current president of the Delaware Valley chapter of Sisters in Crime. He has an MFA from the University of Washington in Seattle, and he now lives and writes in Philadelphia, PA.

For a full list of appearances and readings, make sure to check out his Events/About page. And you can also follow him onSubstack!

Some of his short stories are available FREE online. Links are HEREtoward the bottom of the page.

Faithless Elector is 10 Years Old

Prescient then, dismayingly relevant now…and hopeful

This week marks the ten-year anniversary of the publication of Faithless Elector, a thriller about stealing the presidency by manipulating the Electoral College. It kick-started the (fictional) career of Imogen Trager, a Justice Department agent in the FBI’s Voting Integrity.

The novel debuted in March of 2016, and its plot presaged many of the alarming things we contend with today—a shadowy, mendacious elite interested only in naked power, compromised officials, questions about voting integrity and much more.

This reminder cropped up this morning.

In Faithless Elector, an idealistic, young graduate student working on his dissertation stumbles across a deeply suspicious number of deaths among Electors that no one else seems to have noticed.

He needs to get the information to someone who will believe him (he’s had conspiracy theories before), and who can do something to stop the plot before it’s too late. Which is where my recurring heroine and alter ego, Imogen Trager, a Justice Department agent in the FBI’s Voter Integrity makes her entrance.

The action covers just six weeks—a lifetime in politics…or the end of one—beginning in November, on the night of the 2016 general election and culminating on the day of the real presidential election, December 16, when Electors meet in their respective state capitols to cast their votes for president and vice-president.

As Imogen digs deeper into the case, she begins to suspect that some of her own colleagues might be working against her.

The novel sold well, and though I’ve since published three more (with another on the way!), it remains my best seller. The book was many years in the making, and as a result, it’s not about the current administration (Trump was not even the GOP’s candidate for president when the book came out) but about well-heeled forces undermining democracy, so intent on control that they’re willing to “shoot the hostage.”

What surprised many readers was that the conspiracy wasn’t tied to either of the main political parties, though it was parasitic on one of them. The most personally disturbing part of the book’s journey has been the continued sclerotic polarization of politics.

Imogen was (and is!) a heroine for our times not because she had an axe to grind but because she believed in justice, fairness and the sanctity of the vote. At the time, her stance was the least controversial or partisan part of the story.


James McCrone’s stories pose questions about the nature of power, the choices we make and the lessons we don’t learn.

He’s the author of the Imogen Trager political suspense-thrillers Faithless Elector, Dark Network and Emergency Powers–noir tales about a stolen presidency, a conspiracy, and a nation on edge. Bastard Verdict, his fourth novel, is about a conspiracy surrounding a second Scottish Independence referendum. His current novel, Witness Tree, is out on submission.

All books are available on BookShop.org, IndyBound.org, Barnes & Noble, your local bookshop, and Amazon.

eBooks are available in multiple formats including Apple, Kobo, Nook and Kindle.

James is a member of Mystery Writers of America, Int’l Assoc. of Crime Writers, and he’s the current president of the Delaware Valley chapter of Sisters in Crime. He has an MFA from the University of Washington in Seattle, and he now lives and writes in Philadelphia, PA.

For a full list of appearances and readings, make sure to check out his Events/About page. And you can also follow me on Substack!

Some of his short stories are available FREE online. Links are HERE toward the bottom of the page.