"The
time has come," the Walrus said,
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--
Of cabbages--and kings--
And why the sea is boiling hot--
And whether pigs have wings."
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--
Of cabbages--and kings--
And why the sea is boiling hot--
And whether pigs have wings."
-“The
Walrus and the Carpenter” in Through the
Looking Glass and What Alice Found There by Lewis Carroll*
Or, in other words…the time has come for me to stay later at
work. As I reach my two month
anniversary as an employed book
lover, my boss’s quip that I should leave work early while I can “cause it
won’t last” has come true.
Lately, I’ve found myself staying at work until 5:30 or
6. Not much later than the required 5pm, but a little bit. Sometimes it’s because I want to get
something done that evening (like type up meeting notes before the weekend
because come Monday I knew I wouldn’t be able to decipher my shorthand); other
times it’s because I have plans for the evening in the other direction from my
apartment and my midtown office provides a better departure point (but then I’m
secretly glad I got another hour in at work before dinner plans).
In my two months as an editorial assistant at HarperCollins,
I’ve become increasingly busy…and that’s a good thing! Slowly I’m picking up on the cyclical
nature of publishing seasons, and as I fill out certain forms a few times in a
row, I’m understanding not only how to
fill them out but why I am. It’s definitely a step in the right
direction! The most exciting
things I’ve been working on so far are writing cover copy (the blurbs on the
back of books), drafting cover art book summaries, and reviewing agent
submissions. Quite a bit of my day is spent on administrative tasks like
filling out forms and doing mailings, but even as I figure out UPS verses DHL
that process is getting faster, and I can spend more time with our amazing
manuscripts. More and more often
I’m busy in the office and taking manuscripts home to read at night, but at
least I’m doing what I love and it feels so worthwhile.
I’m glad the time has come. Another time we’ll talk of many other things (not
sealing-wax, but perhaps kings)…
* It was Lewis Caroll’s 178th birthday yesterday,
hence the inspirational quote.
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