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I am not a fan of deadlines, especially arbitrary and urgent ones imposed by others.
This meant I was ... unhappy ... with AJ Aalto when she asked if I could have her entire manuscript edited by... well, suffice it to say, my first text message when she said it was "ha ha ha fuck no."
There were negotiations for something more reasonable, and I delivered it to her last weekend; there have been subsequent bantering revisions based on my LARGE FRIENDLY LETTERS notations, which are comprised of such subtle and nuanced stuff as WHERE IS THE REST OF THIS FUCKING SENTENCE? and WHAT DID THEY NAME THE CAT? and I WILL KILL YOU IN YOUR SLEEP IF YOU DO NOT LOOK AT A GODDAMNED MAP BECAUSE THIS COMMUTE VIOLATES EVERY KNOWN LAW OF GEOGRAPHY.
Editing is glamorous shit, folks, and don't let all those amazing writers littering my friendslist tell you otherwise.
Those of you who have experienced exercise with me, or come to me for advice in that dimension, probably recognize the tender and loving hand present here. Fortunately, this works well for everyone involved, and she has sent me some embarrassingly worshipful notes in response... whether that is sincere appreciation or a finely-honed sense of self-preservation is left as an exercise for the reader. ;-)
Booktrope, her publisher, will be dropping the book into retail channels sometime soonish, at least electronically; I will share specifics once I know them. Death Rejoices is a fun second book in her Marnie Baranuik series (Touched is the first installment, available from booksellers, Amazon, and presumably other places.
If you think that Anita Blake by way of Mister Magoo with a side of splatterpunk and creative vulgarity, sounds like a thing you'd enjoy, I'd recommend it. I am, in fact, already looking forward to the next installment, and not just because I ended up naming the cat.
This meant I was ... unhappy ... with AJ Aalto when she asked if I could have her entire manuscript edited by... well, suffice it to say, my first text message when she said it was "ha ha ha fuck no."
There were negotiations for something more reasonable, and I delivered it to her last weekend; there have been subsequent bantering revisions based on my LARGE FRIENDLY LETTERS notations, which are comprised of such subtle and nuanced stuff as WHERE IS THE REST OF THIS FUCKING SENTENCE? and WHAT DID THEY NAME THE CAT? and I WILL KILL YOU IN YOUR SLEEP IF YOU DO NOT LOOK AT A GODDAMNED MAP BECAUSE THIS COMMUTE VIOLATES EVERY KNOWN LAW OF GEOGRAPHY.
Editing is glamorous shit, folks, and don't let all those amazing writers littering my friendslist tell you otherwise.
Those of you who have experienced exercise with me, or come to me for advice in that dimension, probably recognize the tender and loving hand present here. Fortunately, this works well for everyone involved, and she has sent me some embarrassingly worshipful notes in response... whether that is sincere appreciation or a finely-honed sense of self-preservation is left as an exercise for the reader. ;-)
Booktrope, her publisher, will be dropping the book into retail channels sometime soonish, at least electronically; I will share specifics once I know them. Death Rejoices is a fun second book in her Marnie Baranuik series (Touched is the first installment, available from booksellers, Amazon, and presumably other places.
If you think that Anita Blake by way of Mister Magoo with a side of splatterpunk and creative vulgarity, sounds like a thing you'd enjoy, I'd recommend it. I am, in fact, already looking forward to the next installment, and not just because I ended up naming the cat.
