having a mirror held up, and reflecting
Mar. 31st, 2008 10:21 pmThe scene: Downtown, meeting with a man I last worked with back in, hrm, 1994. We haven't seen each other except in passing at industry events in almost ten years. He takes one look, stops in the middle of the hallway, and exclaims "you haven't changed at all!" (Neither has he. It's quite remarkable) I doubt I can still even come close to passing for 20-something, but I'm perfectly willing to take 30-something.
Later, I make a passing reference to being cold-blooded practical about my career (re: the vageries of publishing) and he said "you always were pragmatic, even back then." He assured me it was a compliment, which indeed it is. Publishing is no place for the starry-eyed or the inflexible.
An interesting meeeting, even if nothing comes of it. Nice to reconnect, and nice to be able to talk about The Good Old Days with someone who has, like me, been knocked down a few times and gotten back up in a better place. Makes me feel all adult 'n shit.
Later, I make a passing reference to being cold-blooded practical about my career (re: the vageries of publishing) and he said "you always were pragmatic, even back then." He assured me it was a compliment, which indeed it is. Publishing is no place for the starry-eyed or the inflexible.
An interesting meeeting, even if nothing comes of it. Nice to reconnect, and nice to be able to talk about The Good Old Days with someone who has, like me, been knocked down a few times and gotten back up in a better place. Makes me feel all adult 'n shit.