I'm her bitch.
A client just called in a panic: she needed help with her acknowledgments. She didn’t want to say too much, say too little, be too corny, or too cool. Should it begin with a little narrative or launch in to the list of people she needed to thank? Did I want to be called Betsy or Elizabeth, should she refer to me as her editor, agent, friend, her dodo, her bitch? It took a few minutes but we figured it all out. As we were about to hang up, she said, you’re with me right to the end.
Hope you all have a good writing weekend. Kill it.
What a compliment. How grand to be considered a dodo.
Write an acknowledgment for this: “Now, the Sarah Palin Coloring Book” (PM). MY eyes, they burn, they burn!
Great, Betsy. I’m thinking of acknowlegments for the most awesome or outlandish books in the world. Mao’s Little Red Book. “I skipped the Revolution, but Moa Zedong’s hopes for China, as delineated in The Little Read Book, was a significant bellweather for published authors around the world.”
Madame Bovary: “I was asked to write an acknowledgment for Mons. Flaubert, but since I fell into dismal menopause, I just can’t bring myself to such orgasmic petulance.” Okay, it’s Saturday and
I decided not to write today but finish reading Cheever: A Life. I grew up on Cheever’s short stories, and I think he’s the best (nah, nah, Raymond Carver), but one fucked up author! Which I guess made his works so great.