Books, Books, Books, Yum, Yum, Yum.

NOTE: I've just updated the previous post with more stuff, so scroll down to read!

There is so much to say about my first two days of interning, that I am pretty much too exhausted to try and say it all. Bottom line -- it's awesome. But I think the levity of the work and concentration necessary to do with all of this what I aim to do, it's just too tiring to think about right now. I think I'll be better after this weekend, when we get to unpack the rest of everything and just let it all sink in a bit.

So, here's the basics. DK (a division of Penguin, so you won't be confused) is posh. Poshy-posh-posh-posh. I mean, they're this enormous corporation so it makes sense, but I'm just not used to it. It's not as if the people themselves are posh; the ones I've met are pretty nice and down to earth, actually. The building is what's crazy posh. You have to use a passcard to get through every door, a keycode to get into the bathroom, and you even need to press a little green button to get OUT of the office. I found this out when I arrived on the wrong floor, realized it, and found myself LOCKED IN THE OFFICE until someone walked in and introduced me to the little button.

Since it's a whole internship program, there were lots of other interns to meet. Most of them made me feel old, which I didn't like. But most were nice, so that was good. As far as the work goes, I spent most of the day going on tours, setting stuff up, and reshelving books. I started to delve into the "slush pile" (unsolicited manuscripts), and that was fun. Not to be a jerk, but people's ability to make themselves believe that the barely legible, grammatically slaughtered prose they have sent in is--as their cover letter cites--"a bestseller" or "universally appealing," is amazing. Hope springs eternal.

Bloomsbury today was wholly and completely a delight. The editor who I met at Hollins in 2004, and who helped me get the gig, greeted me warmly and gave me a grand tour, and the executive editor, whom I interviewed with, gave me a hug and kiss on the cheek when she saw me. I *heart* her dearly. I got to sit through their production meeting and their editorial meeting, which was endlessly fascinating...the publisher talked about her time spent with Julianne Moore, who had written a book we were publishing...and about how Hallmark had called them asking if they had any ideas for a TV spinoff...meanwhile, I sat there and silently cried tears of joy and triumph thinking, holy crap I did it and I'm here. They even swore a few times. Bless them.

Anyway, now I'm home and throughly tired. There's a ms in my bag that I'm supposed to read by next week and give the editor my opinions on, and I think it would taste lovely with some Irish Cream on the rocks. Thursday I get to see Adam again, huzzah!