[A]T THIS SECOND, there is surgery in progress.
There is no hospital, but there are slices and cuts.
Let me explain.
When I worked at the newspaper, my editors met one-on-one with me often to edit my stories.
My friend and sports editor liked to say he’d “slice them up.”
He’d seek out the errors in them, mark them with a red pen and then cut them out until the story was fit to print.
It was basically written surgery.
I learned a lot, just from watching what he cut and listening to why certain cuts were made.
Later, I became an editor and did my share of story surgeries.
I’m looking at a paper now, for another friend, which is why this post is so late and so short.
The operation is almost over.
All I have to do is close it up and send it on its way.
Then I can get some sleep.
This post is a response to Sue’s prompt, which is “seek.”