Done as a task for British Literature class.

This is a short short story which no editor would want to promote since it’s about a role reversal, the editor being on his/her knees. I tried to send it out, to meet nothing but silence.

“Let me listen to me and not to them.”
— Gertrude Stein.

“You never have to change anything you got up in the middle of the night to write.” — Saul Bellow.