I spent a good bit of time working on a post for today and thought that, with just a few inspired editorial tweaks it would be good to go. So I sent it off to Sam.
In no time, he arrived at my desk. I looked up hopefully, expecting praise and the aforementioned small tweaks.
“I don’t like it.” He said tactfully.
“It’s too repetitive. We can’t keep going on and on about how empty the nest is and how sad that makes us. We’re going to bore people.”