Indeed, but she lives a thousand miles away and can spell—just my luck. Worse than that, she's been reading my blog, so knows what a dog I am.
I normally beat the piss out of young men to illicit female approval. Though I have long been certain beyond any and all doubt that women in publishing would hate my work, a little lady with a big brain named Ann seems to approve of at least some of my stuff.
During our correspondence, which saw me dump a load of stuff on her, Ann [a professional editor and proofreader] mentioned that my editor should be beaten, or something to that effect.
I agreed whole heartedly, that, as an editor and proof reader mine totally sucks, and promptly headed off for my/his weekly beating!
Well, my new goal is to send Ann a book without a single spelling or punctuation error. My chances of beating the winner of Manny versus Money are probably slightly better, but I’m trying darling.
If any of our meathead boxing readers would like to support Ann—because I think the rich dude she works for pays her per read—click on the link below.
