Welcome back to yet another installment of Confessions from the Editing Cave. Today in the confessional -- contemporary romance author, Carol Pavliska!
1. Tell us a bit about your background working with editor(s). Did you hire a freelance editor? Work with an editor at a publishing house? Work with an agent in the capacity of an editor? All of the above or some other combination?
The editor I worked with is
at a publishing house.
2. What was your overall relationship with your editor? Good? Bad? Indifferent?
What I needed in an
editor was someone who knew what she was doing, would respond to emails and
concerns in a timely manner, and would value my time as much as I valued hers.
I definitely got those things with my editor. However, in addition to those few
things I needed, there were a few
things I wanted. I mean, I like to be
petted and loved and complimented and endlessly fawned over as much as the next
girl – as long as the next girl is a gaping black hole of neediness. It took a
few (perfectly sane) e-mails for my editor to recognize that I was a delicate
flower – like one of those ridiculous indoor orchids you get for Mother’s Day
that requires a mister and non-chlorinated water for the three months it takes
it to finally die. Once she learned how to pat me on the head and tell me my
hair was pretty, we got along smashingly well.
3. What was the best edit you’ve ever received from your editor?
Honestly,
I think when my editor goes to sleep every night she congratulates herself for having
saved my hero from plaid pants. I still think plaid pants are sexy, but I have
come to realize they might be an acquired taste that the masses are not quite
ready for.
To
Recap: Editorial Save of the Century—putting hot, sexy Julian in reasonable
pants.
4. What was the worst edit you’ve ever received from your editor?
One
time I put a hero in these fantastically awesome plaid pants and my editor
insisted on removing them from his body and replacing them with boring pants in
a solid color. Actually, I don’t think we even gave them a color. I think we
just ended up calling them “pants.”
To
Recap: Editorial Fail of the Century—removing hot, sexy Julian’s awesome plaid
pants and not even for anything fun.
5. What was your first, initial, gut-reaction to your edits?
I’ve held friends’ hands while
they opened editorial letters. And it was usually pretty awful. Logically, I
knew that if I was ever lucky enough to receive an editorial letter of my own,
it would probably be pretty awful. But I didn’t believe it. And that’s why I was surprised when it didn’t say,
“Wow! This is perfect just as it is! Congrats!”
Once the shock and awe
wore off, I moved on to bitter devastation. I cried. I threatened to quit.
Basically, I did all the usual things authors do when they receive their
editorial letters only worse and with tequila. I’m absolutely amazed I have any
friends left at all.
6. Confession time! Share anything else you’d like to confess.
The most valuable lesson
I learned in working with my editor on Color Me Crazy is that most required
edits are not as big as they seem. Often, a single sentence is all it takes.
But you don’t realize that when you first read an editor’s comment. Everything
looks gigantic – when in fact, much of it is very small. And nothing is personal. It just feels like
it.
ALL ABOUT CAROL:
Carol Pavliska began
her writing career as a family humor columnist and blogger, a pursuit she
abandoned when her children grew old enough to realize they were being
exploited. To save them from further embarrassment, she turned to writing
fiction. Her debut novel is a steamy contemporary romance so, unfortunately,
the children are still embarrassed.
Carol and her husband,
both diehard Red Hot Chili Peppers fans, raise their vegan brood of mortified
offspring on a cattle ranch in south Texas. No lie.
Thanks for hearing my confessions, Kara! It was fun :).
ReplyDeleteHilarious confessions! Love it!
ReplyDeleteAlison, I exaggerated, right? I mean, I don't think I even mentioned my editorial letter to you, did I? I was all whatevs about it ;).
DeleteHa! Are you kidding me? You were on the ledge so much, I considered strapping a bungee cord around your ankles...because you were definitely going to jump at some point. ;)
DeleteLOL. You always keep me laughing, Carol.
ReplyDeleteNice blog thhanks for posting
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