But with one slash of a red pen (red as apples, as blood, as ruby slippers—did you know that Dorothy's journey was an editor's rite of passage, each step an amendment, each turn a revision, did you know, when you changed my story?), everything was different; everything was better; everything was cut off from the familiar, and would never be the same.
December 4 2012, 18:16:14 UTC 4 years ago
December 5 2012, 01:22:41 UTC 4 years ago
My thanks.