There are those out there in the cold cruel world of writers who take great sadistic pleasure in breaking Miss Snark's tender little heart.
Just tonight, as she daintily plied her trade in the slush pile (Monday requires over time on this) Miss Snark found a WONDERFUL query. Fabulous concept. Mordant humor. Miss Snark actually smiled...a rare event at 9pm on Monday.
Then...she saw it. First one, then another. Then the third.
Not one, not two..MANY.
It just was so DAMN disappointing.
I don't want to have to copy edit a manuscript. I don't want to have to double check every word, every time I read a draft.
I don't want to do it so much that I wrote this hapless author a letter that required an asbestos envelope and should be read while wearing asbestos underpants.
Copy edit your stuff.