You ever read the original Cinderella?
The one where she's sitting in a fireplace picking peas and beans from the ashes. Sorting them into tiny piles.
That must be what it's like to be an editor. And, trust me, I don't want that job. There are some skills I just don't have, but I can appreciate them in others.
I am appreciating as hard as I can right now.
I just got my line edits back tonight, and--because I know that I've got a lot of stuff coming up at work--I'm trying to get through a big chunk of it tonight. Every other line has an edit, sometimes multiple edits on the same line, but I am appreciative.