Today we had a clean up day at the office and I decided to weed archived files. I thought the task would be time consuming, what I never expected were the intense emotions I felt upon seeing correspondence from three clients who had died, a beloved colleague whose emails over the smallest deals were always filled with the greatest enthusiasm ($500 from Turkey!!!), and my British agent who was like a father to me. Or the pride I still felt over the yellowed NYT reviews for some of the first books I edited or sold. THe little note cards filled with thanks and gratitude after a book was sold. The seven and eight page editorial letters. The jacket comps. Even the goodbye letters, like divorce papers, a rebuke of all you once did together and all you once had. For all those relationships that didn’t last, all the intensity long past; still, I’m sorry.
What does your paper trail tell?
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