February 1 is the day I'm scheduled to send Yesterday's Murder to my editor. A deadline is one of those shivery moments: There's the joy of sharing the book with someone who knows the ropes and will make suggestions to improve my work. There's also the dread of being told, "No, no, no! Not that way!"
I believe the right editor is a jewel beyond price. I've had some bad ones, one that wanted everything written the way he'd have done it (and he was no prize at writing) and a couple who thought...