Thursday, January 3, 2013
One of my resolutions this year is to be more thankful for all the good things in my life. Every couple of weeks, I'll post about something or someone I'm thankful for.
This week I want to start with my editors. I've worked with a few of them over the years, some I was assigned to by publishing houses, others I found on my own, and I'm grateful to all of them for their indispensable help and hard work.
The one editor I always go back to first and foremost is Mary. I've known her for a good ten years, and worked with her for almost as long. We've written stories for each other, written stories together, and I'm now lucky enough that she still edits my work after doing the same kind of thing all day long at her real job.
The thing about Mary is that at times she can be brutally honest - and that's exactly what an editor ought to be. If something doesn't work, no amount of coddling will make it better, but tough love might. Coming from an editor you just started working with, or someone you don't know very well yet, tough love can be unsettling. Because we've worked together for so long, when she tells me something doesn't work I can't just lie to myself and think she's 'just not getting it'. I trust her judgment, and that's half the battle right there.