Oh, just making a magazine. That's all.
I think I wrote something like 22,000 words for this issue. Only had to slay a couple of dragons, sacrifice three virgins, and meet up with the devil at the crossroads to get this one out the door.
No big whoop.
I make it sound as though I did it all by myself. I didn't, of course. John Atkinson, Robert Baird, and I work with a very dedicated, talented, patient, and understanding team. It only
feels a bit lonely sometimes; I think that's in the job description for "
Managing Editor." Every day, I feel
a little more comfortable in the role.
I hope I didn't screw up too much this time.
