Feeling I´m going on a risky safari in the jungle and I have no idea what I will find or how (if) I´ll get out of it: January will be the month I will dig deep – once more – into the first volume of my upcoming book. The publisher (the less vampiristic of the lot I´ve dealt with so far) considers there´s no need for a professional editing/revision of the book – that worries me more than it compliments me.
It´ll not be the first time I vanish into this book but the first time I´ll do it with a professional editor by my side. The solitary journey becomes a trip for two and I´m nothing but excited about it. Bonus: I found an editor I trust and like professionally and personally; an editor who´s so enthusiastic about the book as I am; an editor who respects the author (that would be me, in principle…) as well as the book we have on our hands.
Aside from my PRIVATE ON LINE COURSES and a NEW COURSE I will be launching very soon (ladies and gentlemen: fasten your seat belts!), my time and my whole Being will be immersed in this relationship: me and my editor. I call it a love relationship because no great creative work can happen without love. Simple as that.
As a highly self-critical person, I know I´ll also get a kick out of someone´s constructive criticism and ideas; very few things give me more pleasure than learning and seeing a beloved object I created according to another person´s perspective and improving it as we move along. No wonder I´m such a workaholic – I LOVE my work (dance, teaching, choreographing, performing, writing, you name it).
From the 1st January on I will surrender to this intimacy, a new & exciting kind. Let´s see how I (and what) come out of it. See you on the other side of Life*
P.S: A jewel just arrived to my postmail box today: “The sons of Maxwell Perkins – Letters of F. Scott Fitzgerald, Ernest Hemingway, Thomas Wolfe, and Their Editor”
“In April 1938 F. Scott Fitzgerald wrote to his editor Maxwell Perkins, “What a time you’ve had with your sons, Max – Ernest gone to Spain, me gone to Hollywood, Tom Wolfe reverting to an artistic hill-billy.” As the sole literary editor with name recognition among students of American literature, Perkins remains permanently linked to Fitzgerald, Hemingway, and Wolfe in literary history and literary myth. Their relationships, which were largely epistolary, play out in the 221 letters Matthew J. Bruccoli has assembled in this volume. The collection documents the extent of the fatherly forbearance, attention, and encouragement the legendary Scribners editor gave to his authorial sons. The correspondence portrays his ability to juggle the requirements of his three geniuses. Perkins wanted his stars to be close friends and wrote to each of them about the others. They responded in kind: Fitzgerald on Hemingway and Wolfe, Wolfe on Fitzgerald, Hemingway on Wolfe and Fitzgerald. The novelists also wrote to each other. But contrary to Perkins’s hopes for a brotherhood among them, their letters express rivalry and suspicion rather than affinity.”
There are no coincidences 😉