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I have just discovered that one of my editors is very cool indeed.
All this time, I was saying things along the lines of “Sir, yes Sir! I will do the revisions, Sir!” when I should have been saying, “Dude, have another joint and tell me if you don’t like it better.”
Isn’t it weird how that editor on the other side of the Inbox is just this random non-face, until you finally show up at his office, talk on the phone, or the modern version of it– accept his Facebook friend request?
I called an editor the other day who was shocked– shocked!– to hear from me (okay, it was quite early in the morning). We had a fantastic conversation and she hasn’t forgotten it. Or me.
I think I’ll be doing more of that going forward.
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