Another Book!

So I'm sitting in my store today, eating the world's most expensive hamburger, and typing furiously to finish the novel I'd meant to finish last month and my youngest calls me from home.

"Mom! You need to call your editor RIGHT NOW!" he says. Even at his young age, he understands that a phone call from my editor trumps a phone call from pretty much anyone else (except my agent, who is an absolute equal).

Editors only have a handful of reasons to actually make phone calls.

To reject youTo tell...