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the
dialogue, offer a bit of clarity here and there, that sort of thing. Otherwise, as far as I ’ m concerned, we already
have a fine novel here. I expect
that the work we need to do will take no longer than a week or so. ”
She grabbed a Kleenex from a box on her desk and dabbed at her
nose. “ Honestly, I don ’ t
know what all of the fuss was about? Marco always has been difficult — that ’ s just who he is. A know-it-all. And frankly, a bastard to his core. ”
“ I want to be
up front with you — I
know my book is far from perfect. I
welcome your help. Did I disagree
with Marco Boss ’ radical
changes? Sure, I did. He wanted to go for the zombie clich é , which is not what my
book is about. It ’ s about reimagining the
genre, and trying something new. New frightens people in this business. I get it. That ’ s why I chose self-publishing first. The book was a bestseller for a reason — I think that people
crave something new. ”
“ But with a
whiff of the familiar … . ”
“ Exactly. ”
“ So, look, ” she said, glancing around
her office. “ I ’ m
not going to keep you in this Petrie dish any longer — I can ’ t
have you getting sick on me. We
have too much work to do. So, how
about this? The moment you leave, I ’ m going to start to go
through your book and will begin sending you suggestions via email. We ’ ll start a conversation, and will come to an agreement
on the changes I suggest. Then, you
can work on that portion of the book. This way — unless
I somehow manage to give your computer a virus, which is possible given the
severity of my symptoms — you
should retain your health. Does
that work for you? ”
“ It sounds
perfect. You have my email address? ”
“ I do. ”
“ Then I ’ m ready to work. Let me get home and we ’ ll dig in. ”
“ If I can
somehow rid myself of this disease, I think we ’ re going to work well together, Lisa, ” she said. “ And
by the way, I saw that ad of yours in the Times . I understand that a certain person may
have flipped out about how you were styled — but whatever. I, for one, rather liked the diamonds on
your lips. You looked fresh,
exciting, cutting-edge. Blackwell
was right, as she generally is. By
drawing attention to you, she drew attention to your book. And she ’ ll continue to do that for you. Wenn has made a major investment in you — we can ’ t lose on that
investment. So. Now that the wicked witch is dead, we ’ ll craft a fine book
together. ”
“ The wicked
witch? ”
“ Oh, come on, ” she said with a leveling
glance. “ You know exactly who I ’ m talking about — that
son-of-a-bitch Marco Boss. ”
* * *
“ I love her, ” I said to Blackwell when
I entered her office.
“ I thought
that you would. Iris is an
eccentric and she dresses like a man, which makes my Diors want to curl up and
die, but she ’ s very
smart, very shrewd, and a prized editor. She also has a wicked sense of humor that can be surprisingly
cutting. Thus my further admiration
of her. You ’ ll get no bullshit from her, but she ’ s a workhorse, so you ’ ll need to keep up. ”
“ Thank you for
making this happen. ”
“ Thank
Iris. Marco beat her to the punch
when it came to acquiring your book, and that frustrated the hell out of her — she wanted it very
badly for herself, but lost out. Now she has it, and I know for a fact that she ’ s thrilled that she does. Let ’ s consider this a win-win. ” She
reached into her glass of ice and popped a cube into her mouth. “ Want
to hear about another win? ”
“ Another win? ” I asked.
“ That ’ s right. ”
“ What win? ”
“ Alex has been
in contact with Julian West. ”
I sat down in the chair opposite her. “ When? They haven ’ t even landed yet. ”
“ Do you really
think
dialogue, offer a bit of clarity here and there, that sort of thing. Otherwise, as far as I ’ m concerned, we already
have a fine novel here. I expect
that the work we need to do will take no longer than a week or so. ”
She grabbed a Kleenex from a box on her desk and dabbed at her
nose. “ Honestly, I don ’ t
know what all of the fuss was about? Marco always has been difficult — that ’ s just who he is. A know-it-all. And frankly, a bastard to his core. ”
“ I want to be
up front with you — I
know my book is far from perfect. I
welcome your help. Did I disagree
with Marco Boss ’ radical
changes? Sure, I did. He wanted to go for the zombie clich é , which is not what my
book is about. It ’ s about reimagining the
genre, and trying something new. New frightens people in this business. I get it. That ’ s why I chose self-publishing first. The book was a bestseller for a reason — I think that people
crave something new. ”
“ But with a
whiff of the familiar … . ”
“ Exactly. ”
“ So, look, ” she said, glancing around
her office. “ I ’ m
not going to keep you in this Petrie dish any longer — I can ’ t
have you getting sick on me. We
have too much work to do. So, how
about this? The moment you leave, I ’ m going to start to go
through your book and will begin sending you suggestions via email. We ’ ll start a conversation, and will come to an agreement
on the changes I suggest. Then, you
can work on that portion of the book. This way — unless
I somehow manage to give your computer a virus, which is possible given the
severity of my symptoms — you
should retain your health. Does
that work for you? ”
“ It sounds
perfect. You have my email address? ”
“ I do. ”
“ Then I ’ m ready to work. Let me get home and we ’ ll dig in. ”
“ If I can
somehow rid myself of this disease, I think we ’ re going to work well together, Lisa, ” she said. “ And
by the way, I saw that ad of yours in the Times . I understand that a certain person may
have flipped out about how you were styled — but whatever. I, for one, rather liked the diamonds on
your lips. You looked fresh,
exciting, cutting-edge. Blackwell
was right, as she generally is. By
drawing attention to you, she drew attention to your book. And she ’ ll continue to do that for you. Wenn has made a major investment in you — we can ’ t lose on that
investment. So. Now that the wicked witch is dead, we ’ ll craft a fine book
together. ”
“ The wicked
witch? ”
“ Oh, come on, ” she said with a leveling
glance. “ You know exactly who I ’ m talking about — that
son-of-a-bitch Marco Boss. ”
* * *
“ I love her, ” I said to Blackwell when
I entered her office.
“ I thought
that you would. Iris is an
eccentric and she dresses like a man, which makes my Diors want to curl up and
die, but she ’ s very
smart, very shrewd, and a prized editor. She also has a wicked sense of humor that can be surprisingly
cutting. Thus my further admiration
of her. You ’ ll get no bullshit from her, but she ’ s a workhorse, so you ’ ll need to keep up. ”
“ Thank you for
making this happen. ”
“ Thank
Iris. Marco beat her to the punch
when it came to acquiring your book, and that frustrated the hell out of her — she wanted it very
badly for herself, but lost out. Now she has it, and I know for a fact that she ’ s thrilled that she does. Let ’ s consider this a win-win. ” She
reached into her glass of ice and popped a cube into her mouth. “ Want
to hear about another win? ”
“ Another win? ” I asked.
“ That ’ s right. ”
“ What win? ”
“ Alex has been
in contact with Julian West. ”
I sat down in the chair opposite her. “ When? They haven ’ t even landed yet. ”
“ Do you really
think
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