Who wins when you and your copy editor or proofreader disagree about a word, a spelling, a term of slang, etc? Do you sometimes choose to lose a battle in order to win a larger war?
This is a question that calls for a short answer, at least from me. While we writers would love to have the last word, we also would hate to go it alone. I am so grateful for the input from the editor who has curated my seven Ellie Stones mysteries: Dan Mayer. He has razor-sharp instincts when it comes to selecting books to publish, and then he shepherds the books safely to market. The proof of his talent is the catalogue of writers he has edited in just the past eight years. Take a look at some of the folks he discovered, including our own Terry Shames: https://www.seventhstreetbooks.com/catalog/
Dan has never told me to change anything in my books. What he does is ask questions. He makes clear that some things aren’t working for him, or he doesn’t get it. That’s when I know I have fallen short. But Dan always leaves it to me to decide and to come up with the solutions. And I almost always listen because he’s almost always right. I check my ego at the door. I’m the writer, he’s the editor.
Now, as yesterday was a glorious day of new beginnings—and the dawn of the new year was only three weeks ago—I want to go off topic and re-post the poem I shared here almost exactly one year ago. I plan on re-posting this every year until someone names me poet laureate. Happy New Year.
I Hereby Resolve