April 26, 2010
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Not fixed (up)
The book I finished editing last month is back from the printer and will be delivered around to local stores, like, NOW. This is really cool. The author wants to have a dress up "release party" dinner with me, x, and his wife. X of course, would have been Frank, but there is no more Frank. The author told me to go find a date. He knows that Frank left and thinks this is 1 - a good excuse to find a date and 2 - some subtle reassurance to the wife that all the hours we spent on the book were actually on the book. (And they were, aside from a little shoulder-crying, as the heaviest of the editing - when we were just storming and writing and editing like crazy) was right in the maelstorm of Frank leaving.)
So this author's heart is in the right place. But I got nuthin.' I can't think of a single soul I could ask as a date. (Yes, I have gay friends who would be happy to go, but that kind of defeats the purpose of reassuring the wife that I'm keeping my sex drive occupied.)
I want the release party - I've never had one! I want the idea of the 4 of us celebrating something that the author did and the wife and I helped with. How très New York, a release party! How grown-up! But this is making me fucking depressed.
Comments (2)
ugh. I'm sure your author/friend has your best interests at heart, but sounds like pressure you don't need. Why does it have to be a party of 4?? And why does the 4 have to be couples? Just invite a good friend to go, not as a date!
What's the book?!?!
He shouldn't be able to dictate your bringing a date, even if his heart is in the right place. What about just a girlfriend?
It's so cool you edited a book. I'm not sure I ever knew what it is that you did for a living.
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