To say it rained today would be an understatement. I mean, I’m lucky not to live on the banks of a flooding river, or directly in the path of the worst of the season’s tropical storms, but from all reports we won’t really see the sun again until the end of next week.
This morning I woke up rather early when my alarm clock, which is also my cell phone, fell underneath my bed. Or at least I thought it had, and by the time I discovered that it hadn’t — that it was, in fact, just on top of the bed, hidden underneath the covers — I was more or less fully awake. So, rather than reset my alarm and go back to bed for about an hour, which is my usual plan, I got up and caught an earlier train into Manhattan. I stopped for breakfast, again thankful that the subway cuts out the need to walk far in the rain, and arrived at the office at about ten after eight. I ate my breakfast (an egg-white veggie omelet) and read my book (Walter Mosley’s Devil in a Blue Dress), and then went to work.
We had a short presentation this morning about the “basics of estimating,” specifically as it relates to the profit and loss calculations for a particular book, the calculations we use to determine if a book will be profitable, given a certain print run, price, discount, production cost, etc. It wasn’t groundbreaking stuff, and I actually have less use for it than I used to when I was an editorial assistant and creating P&Ls all the time. But it’s good to know, and it revealed that I’ve probably been doing one not-unimportant thing wrong all this time.
Other than that? Mostly just your typical Wednesday.
