Nik lives in Essex, UK and works in London as the editor of MacUser magazine. The posts and comments on this site do not necessarily reflect the views, opinions of values of his employers.
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It was very strange walking into the office knowing that I really was at the controls this time around. At least for a while, anyway. Although I’ve been making a lot of the decisions over the direction of the magazine for the last year there has always been someone to refer to to if need be. Today and until a new editor is appointed, whether it is me or not, I guess it’s kind of my mag. I called a team meeting first thing so we could talk about where we were. We’re heading for an ugly knot of deadlines at a worrying rate.
The morning went by pretty busily until about lunchtime when I got a call from the people publishing my book. They’re putting together an almanac and wanted to know if I could write ten pages by the beginning of November. I said yes, in principle, and they’re emailing me a proposal tomorrow. The more books I can do, the better, I reckon. I have a few back-burner ideas at the moment that I suppose I ought to put down as proper proposals.
I’ve just typed my name into Amazon to see if I come up as one of the many ‘not yet published’. I don’t, and neither does the book, although I’m sure it used to.
How vein am I?
It seems that my pre-holiday interfering with the staffing spreadsheet (removing my birthday) didn’t work. Janet is very efficient and she noticed it before I left, so mid-afternoon everyone crowded round my desk to embarass me with a card and a very generous voucher. Really very touching, and only the second card I’ve had in over four years there.
We all went for a drink after work. Not to mark the occasion - just to get out of the office.
The self-sufficiency pasta is holding up well, and was much better with parmesan today. I still went to M&S for a fruit drink, but that’s allowed because they count as one of your five recommended pieces a day and I’m not eating enough at the moment, which probably explains how I got this cold.
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