Just the other day, I drove to downtown Minneapolis, parked outside of the Open Book, went up the stairs to the Loft Literary Center, and paid a LOT of money for a 15-hour online mentorship with a professional editor.
It’s a risk. He might hate my manuscript and tell me to start over (probably not). He might not catch my vision for it and suggest changes far beyond what I’m comfortable with (maybe). He might read my novel with a critical and professional eye and give me valuable advice for polishing the manuscript into something beautiful (I hope).
Again, it’s a risk.
An investment.
I hope.
A writer does what a writer must do.
S. Thomas Summers
Author of Private Hercules McGraw: Poems of the American Civil War
🙂 Yes.
My dad’s name is Thomas Sommers.
Wow. Kinda cool. Tell dad I said hi.
haha! I at first thought dad had figured out how to comment on here!!! 🙂
🙂
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