Last week, I wrote and posted a long-ass article ranking all of Iron Maiden’s albums. This was a passion project for me, and an article I had been planning to write since I started this blog. I worked on it for three days, I put a lot of pressure on myself to make it as excellent as possible, and I actually lost sleep over it. It ran in excess of 7,000 words. I am vaguely proud of the finished product, however, this is mostly due to the fact that I saw the project through and finished it. Old Rob would’ve given up on the whole article at the first sign of trouble – New Rob gets that shit done. But the fact of the matter is I was the only person who looked at it while it was being constructed, and therefore, I have no idea if it’s actually any good.
I need an editor.
Every writer needs an editor. Most writing is bad, and even good writing can be improved if you can get a second set of eyes on it. When I started this blog, I made a conscious choice to publish every article I started, no matter how ill-conceived or poorly executed. Now that I have my feet wet, and am in the habit of churning out quasi-regular articles, it’s time to introduce some actual quality control to the proceedings.
So I’m reaching out to all six of you in my audience in hopes of finding an editor. Duties include:
-Providing constructive criticism on all articles, but nothing too critical or else I’m gonna take it personally
-Talking me out of my endless moping when I take it personally anyway
-Preventing me from even bothering to write anything when I’m ruinously hungover
-Providing encouragement/positive reinforcement, which I will ignore
The ideal candidate has a MFA in Journalism (or equivalent), and at least 3 years previous editorial experience.
-You and up to two additional guests may join us at our home for game night! Please bring alcohol and snacks
-Once per winter, I will send you a serving of delicious baked ziti via regular U.S. Mail
-Drunken apologizing for however I was being shitty to you in the past month, provided in the form of some fuckin’ weird texts
-Bowl privileges – you don’t even have to ask, you can just spark it
-You will be conscripted to help us move next time that happens, but there will be beer so you still come out ahead
To apply, please send your resume, cover letter, and references. Looking forward to working with you!