The Day I Met My Editor
Everyone’s laughing at how fast the whole thing is going for me – the pubishing thing, that is. Which makes me want to laugh, AND cry, and cringe. “It hasn’t been fast!” I want to scream. “It’s been glacier-slow! Continents have drifted, stars have collided, galaxies formed and crumbled since I started writing this book!” Although that might be a slight exaggeration.
But still. I went through so many of those traditional “firsts” when we were still in Top Secret Mode for MONTHS after signing. I didn’t get to post pictures of a contract, pictures of my editor at lunch in NYC, pictures of my edit letter. So I’m doing a bunch of that now. Why? Because probably, if you’re still reading ths, you’re my mom and you care.
Here’s my editor! She is beautiful! She is tall! She has exquisite taste in restaurants! I am ever-so-slightly in love with her.
And here is my editing letter! it came to my house… no, wait. It didn’t. It came to my TRASH CAN.
Hey, what's that on my trash can?
Yes, the Fedex guy left it tied to the trash can.
No, seriously. You trash guys are supposed to PICK UP the trash, not leave it...
Did he know something?
This is me, trying not to read too much into the fact that my edit letter was delivered in a trash bag.
As it turns out, no. Laura’s comments were all editorial GOLD. She loved my manuscript, ans she is a Super Genius, and Super Geniuses just have a lot to say about… things. Manuscript-y things that need some fixing. *whimper*
And now, we’re through with the substantial edits, and I’m waiting for my line edits. Of course, I’m also following the sage advice of my published Writer Friends, and writing as fast as I can. Well, revising this week, adding in Completely Inappropriate Scenes for middle-grade fiction that will be deleted once Suzie sees them. I think. But so much fun to write.
And honestly? This *is* the fun part, y’all. It doesn’t ever seem to get less nerve-wracking, but it gets a LOT more fun. Like the downhill part of the roller coaster.
Thanks for letting me share!
05/24/2011 at 4:23 am
Here’s me being jealous of your “slow” glacier publishing process…. and now I shall go cry.
Just kidding! But no… seriously.
Also, I support motion the “post cool pictures and updates late” thing. I think whenever I get to that point in the publishing process [see above for my slower-than-glacier-non-existent-publishing-life comment] it will be hard for me not to blog about it too!
05/24/2011 at 11:38 am
Love the peek at this step!
05/24/2011 at 12:48 pm
Those trash can pictures are PRICELESS.
So happy for you. And so wildly jealous. 🙂
Go Nikki!
05/24/2011 at 3:12 pm
Hahahaha… Love your Fed-Ex guy, Nikki. I think everyone’s edit letter should arrive in a trash bag — you know, like all good things. 🙂
05/25/2011 at 7:17 am
TIED TO THE TRASH CAN?! Because everyone, uh, checks their trash can for important mail… LOL!
Enjoy the downhill part of the rollercoaster 🙂
05/30/2011 at 2:26 am
Whee!
05/25/2011 at 11:59 am
Great picture.
05/30/2011 at 2:26 am
Thanks, B! It’s a keeper.
05/26/2011 at 12:26 pm
So funny, Nikki! We love seeing all the goodies you’ve been hiding. Now hurry up and write!
05/30/2011 at 2:25 am
LOL, Vonna, you sound like an editor! 🙂
06/13/2011 at 2:31 am
OMGoodness! I don’t think I’d give my Fedex guy a Christmas gift this year. What if the garbage truck had taken your edits? I’m glad you got them and it looks like you and your editor hit it off. 🙂
06/13/2011 at 2:07 pm
Thanks for stopping by, Sharon! You think it was just the Fedex man being lazy? Hmm. I’m going with a Universal Metaphorical Ego Slapdown.