“There that chapter is fixed.”  I stretch and let out a satisfied sigh.

     My little editor taps me on the shoulder.  “Why did you take out that scene?”

     “Because it didn’t work with the changes I made.  Besides, the new scene is better.”

     “But I liked that scene.  It was a good scene.”  The editor kicks me in the temple. 

     “Ouch.  Shut up.  It’s not going back in.  It doesn’t work.”

     “And yet you kept that awful dialogue on page sixty one,” he says with a sneer.

     “That was good dialogue.  What makes you say it was awful?” 

     “Would anyone truly say that?  Is it realistic?”

     Beads of sweat break out on my forehead.  I pop up the page and read the dialogue aloud.  “I think it’s realistic.  I don’t see any problem with it.”

     “Okay, I’ll let that slide, but—“

     “No buts.  It’s time to move on to the next chapter.”

     “Okay.  In the first scene, you need to—“

     “Shut up!  Let me do it.  I know what I want to do here.”

     The editor flops onto the back of my chair and whines, “You never listen to me.”

     “Do too.”

     “Do not.”

     “Have it your way.  Now, chapter thirteen, page seventy seven.  Scene one stays as it is.”

     “Are you sure about that?”