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10 Stages of Grief: The Editor’s Note Edition

So let’s say you’ve made it through the first hoops and now your Amazing and Brilliant First Novel is sitting on the desk of a Real Life Editor at a Real Live Publishing House.

Your contract has been framed and placed on the fireplace mantle between your dusty wedding photo and dustier 5th Grade Spelling Bee Champion trophy. You’ve spent the first part of your advance on the clothes you just have to have for that inevitable booksigning at the Barnes & Noble in Lincoln, Nebraska. And you’ve ordered business cards that list your occupation as “Author” to replace the ones that said “Writer.”

Then you get the email. The one from the Super Sweet Editor you met over the phone that one time you sort of remember but not really because it was all a blur since you were still drunk with the news you’d been signed to a three-book deal. The email reads something like this:

Dear New Best Writer Friend,

Hey, I really enjoyed your novel, The Heart of the Matter of Things. So many good ideas and some nice sentences, too. Now the real work begins. I’ve attached my editorial notes for the novel. Don’t be frightened, it’s only 27 pages long. That’s pretty good, actually. Sometimes my notes are longer than the book itself. So, yay for you! Anyway, read my notes, do exactly what I tell you to do, even when I preface my comments with phrases like ‘it might be better if…’ or ‘here’s a suggestion…’. K? Great! It’s gonna be so much fun working with you. I see bestseller written all over this novel!! (When it’s done, I mean.) Oh, and I love the title. But it will have to change. We’re thinking something like ‘Under the Blue, Blue, Blue Sky’ or maybe ‘Monkeys of Heaven.’ TTFN.

-Your Super Sweet Editor

This is it. The moment of truth. The attachment is staring at you from the tail-end of the Super Sweet Editor’s email. Wait, don’t open it yet. First, take a look at the 10 Stages of Grief that typically accompany the editor’s note.

Read. Learn. Prepare.

The 10 Stages of Grief

1. Fear – You don’t want to open the attachment. You don’t want to open the attachment. You don’t want to open the attachment…

Symptoms: Sweaty palms, pacing, much prayer.

2. WTF?* – Upon opening the attachment, you discover that someone has accidentally broken a pen because there’s red ink all over your masterpiece. Surely these notes were meant for someone else, like a writer who doesn’t have a contract for a Three Book Deal.

Symptoms: Swearing, more swearing, a sudden desire to print out the editor notes so you can run them through your shredder and use them to line your hamster cage.

3. No, Really, WTF?? – You are now 100 percent certain that the publisher assigned a clinically insane person to edit your novel because no one in their right mind would suggest the changes this loony is suggesting. Kill the subplot about the lingerie salesman who lives with his mother?? WTF???!!

Symptoms: Still more swearing (including the creation of new compound words that would make Christian Bale and Susan Boyle blush); kicking things until they break; looking up the address of the editor and searching Google for a florist that delivers dead flowers and rotting fish.

4. Avoidance – You walk away from the computer for an hour, then a day, then five.

Symptoms: Yell “I don’t know what you’re talking about!” when friends ask if your book is in the bookstores yet (which they’ve been asking since the moment you started writing it).

5. Denial – You compose an angry letter to your editor explaining just how wrong she is with everything she suggests. Your novel is perfect as is. After all, you’ve been writing it for six years. Your finger hovers over the “send” button.

Symptoms: Constant head-shaking; finger cramp from hovering over the “send” button.

6. Dream Abandonment – You decide you’re not a writer after all. You don’t send the angry email because “what’s the point? I don’t know what I’m doing.” You call Dr. Hoofersnarkington and ask if you can have your old job back as dental assistant.

Symptoms: Start speaking in absolutes, especially sentences that begin “I’ll never” and end “write again.”

7. Contemplation – You begin to think that maybe, just maybe, some of those editorial notes have some value. Yes, in fact, you were planning on making some of those very changes yourself, now that you think of it. And a few of the other ideas – the ones you hadn’t thought of yet – well, they’re not so terribly off the mark. You can always save the subplot about the lingerie salesman for your next novel. Hey, maybe it could be the main plot of that novel!

Symptoms: Ability to read the editorial note without swearing, kicking things, or shedding more than six or seven tears.

8. Negotiation – You trash your original angry note and compose another one describing how thankful you are for the great suggestions but also challenging some of the notes (politely, but firmly to re-establish the fact that this is your book first and foremost). You send this one right away without regret.

Symptoms: Ability to laugh a non-maniacal laugh when friends ask “so how’s that book coming?”

9. Acceptance – You and your editor agree on changes that need to be made, and you begin making them. As you do, you realize your editor probably isn’t clinically insane after all.

Symptoms: Removing that box of new business cards from the trash; fixing things that you broke earlier when you kicked them; making repeated visits to local bookstore to find out who your shelf neighbors will be.

10. Chocolate – You’ve sent off the last revisions. So you eat chocolate.

Symptoms: Chocolate fingerprints on your spouse; a happy spouse.

*If you’re abbreviationally squeamish, feel free to read “WTF” as “Where’s The Fun?”

15 Comments

  • Jeanne Damoff

    You crack me up. I especially love the titles–the original and the suggested replacements. I also want to read a novel with a subplot about a lingerie salesman who lives with his mother.

    Great insights on the stages of editorial grief, too. Thanks for sharing.

    Jeanne

    P.S. Next time someone asks me WTF?, I’ll say, “It’s over at Steve’s blog.”

    • Steve P., ND

      Yes, please send all* who ask you WTF? my way. I can use the traffic. It’s a young blog, after all.

      *When I say “all” I mean everyone except that one guy who is looking for a business partner to put up the money for his new line of bracelets featuring the abbrev: WTFWJD? I’d like to help, but I’m a little cash poor right now.

        • Steve P., ND

          Yes. Feel free to speak to my business partner if you want in on the ground floor. I had a change of heart. But I promise to use 10 percent of all proceeds to support the education of young people on positive alternatives to profanity. Because we all know they damn well need it.

  • Matt Sinclair

    A pleasant afternoon chuckle with an important point for writers like me: Your novel isn’t complete until it’s on a bookstore’s shelf, after which you start thinking about how you might improve it yet again.

    Love the rotting fish. I’ll remember to get some of those once I’m at stage 3.

    • Steve P., ND

      Glad to have provided an afternoon chuckle of the pleasant variety. The bit about the rotting fish is really just a test to see how many authors might go for such a service. I’m thinking of calling my new company “WTFTD.” Our slogan? “You stink. We stink. Let’s call it even.”

    • Steve P., ND

      Glad you enjoyed the post. But there’s something just a little bit wrong about a society that not only invites phrases such as “found you through ToscaLee’s tweets,” but also understands them. Now, had you written “found you when the carrier pigeon ToscaLee released into the ether landed quite by happenstance on my balcony” I would have no complaint. I’m old-fashioned that way.

      (This comment was written on papyrus using a quill pen and squid ink.)

  • Merrie Destefano

    Okay, I wanted to say how much I really enjoyed this blog post. But then I saw your comment about an imaginary new line of bracelets featuring the abbrev: WTFWJD?

    And I have to say your comment tops it all.

    Yes, it’s irreverent, tasteless, and shameless AND it’s the funniest thing I’ve seen all day!

    I think I’m going to start a Facebook post about that–the funniest thing I’ve seen today.

    You win for today!