#I can’t speak to trad publishing like what is a publishing house editor like idk

[queer-ragnelle]

I’m going to go out on a limb here in defense of editors.

Too often I see people dump on poorly written books like “Where was the editor?” Uh they were probably banging their head on the desk in frustration as the author had a tantrum and dug their heels in about every suggested change. Then the dogshit market and algorithm and nepotism rewarded this by launching the mediocre book to the NYT bestseller list or whatever.

After that or even simultaneously it lands movie deal and gets made into an even more mediocre franchise. Look no further than Fifty Shades of Grey author E. L. James who pioneered this shit over a decade ago. Just ctrl+f your fanfic names for new ones. Edit absolutely nothing, certainly not developmentally. Sell a million-billion copies on a false premise of BDSM. Make a movie and scream and yell at the director doing her damn best the whole time. Then fire her. With a new director, install your husband as the script writer so no improvement can be implemented in the adaptation of your idiotic and harmful story. Profit.

The downfall of storytelling is not on editors.

This shit isn’t art and it’s grown in a lab by people with influence who don’t have to work hard or improve themselves or think constructively because they’ll make money anyway. They don’t care about quality because they’re not artists, they’re merchants dealing in marketable tropes and taglines without any substance behind it. They’re snake oil salesmen. The editor is the health inspector they knifed out back.