I Have an Editor? Just Like a Real Writer?
Today I asked Favorite Coworker to help me edit my book. Normally I would not ask such a large favor from one of my friends, but Favorite Coworker has secret aspirations to become an editor. Seriously, the girl has some fierce skills when it comes to punctuation. She made a semicolon cry once.
She said yes, and it was not a because I’m so nice yes or a my lips say yes but my TV says no yes, it was a genuinely excited yes. Since Favorite Coworker is relatively new to the blog, she has more distance than I could ever possess. When I’m drowning in the written documentation of my own psyche it’s nice to have someone come slashing through the jumble with her sword (which may be cleverly disguised as a green pen).
