So, I started doing a bit of work experience at OUP's children division today. It's mostly admin work but I did get to do a bit of editorial.
And I got to send out lots of Rejection Letters to slush pile authors X-D and two request for fulls. I think I have finally become evil. I enjoyed sending those letters way too much... Except maybe the one writing by a dad and his kid who died of a brain tumor before they could finish the book.
Ok, so most of it was pretty bad but I guess I got the lucky pile because it wasn't quite as dreadful as I expected. I mean, it wasn't publishable, by far, but it wasn't entirely illiterate.
Anyway, I enjoyed it but am really tired now and can't think of anything else to write :)
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