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Created on 2006-01-20 16:50:39 (#9311087), last updated 2006-04-24
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Basic Info| Name: | The Editorial Assistant |
|---|---|
| Birthdate: | 05-20 |
| Location: | A Big City, United States |
| Website: | Freelancers. Freethinkers. |
BioI am the low woman on the totem pole. I'm that bear, at the bottom, with the fish in its mouth.
I am the editorial assistant. You know me.
I am the one who answers your telephone calls, makes your copies, faxes your documents, opens your mail.
I fact-check your articles. I catch the mistakes -- you know, the mistakes you failed to catch when you fact-checked the article, and the mistakes the editors ahead of you failed to catch.
I know all the gallery owners, all the writers, all the artists. I know the antiques dealers, the auction house owners, the museum Public Relations and Press liaisons. I know their specialties. I know their inventory. I know who closes on Mondays, who keeps regular business hours, who disappears for three weeks around Christmas, and who works during the holidays. I know how many times you have to call a gallery on the West Coast before they actually send you the image they've promised (minimum of 3) and how many times you have to call a gallery in New York to get the same (no more than 2). When you need a name, an address, a list of gallery representation for this sculptor or that painter, pictures of a bureau, a diagram detailing the parts of antique chairs, I have it in your in-box in minutes. I'm just that good.
My name is on the masthead. My only credits in the issue are "compiled by..."
I am the editorial assistant, the low woman on the totem pole, the bear with the fish in its mouth.
Well, it's not much, but I'm keeping the fish.
[The Editorial Assistant works at an internationally-distributed art magazine in a major American city, which she would prefer to keep nameless. She is currently working on her Masters degree in an unspecified subject at an University that she prefers not to mention. She is actually highly satisfied with her work, and all the complaining herein is intended to be taken on the most humorous of levels. That's her story, and she's sticking to it...at least until she finds out whether or not she's entitled to Unemployment. ]
I am the editorial assistant. You know me.
I am the one who answers your telephone calls, makes your copies, faxes your documents, opens your mail.
I fact-check your articles. I catch the mistakes -- you know, the mistakes you failed to catch when you fact-checked the article, and the mistakes the editors ahead of you failed to catch.
I know all the gallery owners, all the writers, all the artists. I know the antiques dealers, the auction house owners, the museum Public Relations and Press liaisons. I know their specialties. I know their inventory. I know who closes on Mondays, who keeps regular business hours, who disappears for three weeks around Christmas, and who works during the holidays. I know how many times you have to call a gallery on the West Coast before they actually send you the image they've promised (minimum of 3) and how many times you have to call a gallery in New York to get the same (no more than 2). When you need a name, an address, a list of gallery representation for this sculptor or that painter, pictures of a bureau, a diagram detailing the parts of antique chairs, I have it in your in-box in minutes. I'm just that good.
My name is on the masthead. My only credits in the issue are "compiled by..."
I am the editorial assistant, the low woman on the totem pole, the bear with the fish in its mouth.
Well, it's not much, but I'm keeping the fish.
[The Editorial Assistant works at an internationally-distributed art magazine in a major American city, which she would prefer to keep nameless. She is currently working on her Masters degree in an unspecified subject at an University that she prefers not to mention. She is actually highly satisfied with her work, and all the complaining herein is intended to be taken on the most humorous of levels. That's her story, and she's sticking to it...at least until she finds out whether or not she's entitled to Unemployment. ]
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answering phone calls, antiques, art, art galleries, being overskilled, being underappreciated, being underpaid, cute interns, editing, editors, fact-checking, faxing, fed-ex, freelance, freelance writing, freelancing, magazines, mailing other people's letter, opening the mail, publishers, publishing, subscriptions, wasting my college education, white out, writing
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