Today I am editing a 26-page fictional business fable that I wrote a year ago into a 7-10 page business fable. Here is an excerpt:
"Mary, even if you do reach someone and make the corrections to the lead article, Danita hasn't been able to figure out what's wrong with the template."
There was a piece of Mary that wanted to disagree, send the team home to their families, and plough ahead until the issue was completed--so what if she didn't know HTML? By sheer force of will, she would figure it out.
She hadn't missed a deadline since her early days as a junior marketer. They'd distributed this electronic publication on the first Friday of every month for the last three years. It's been a point of pride for Mary--and it's what Chris, the CMO, expects. But now...Miguel was right.
"Go home," Mary said, and her staff reluctantly packed up. Danita looked back at her as she crossed the threshold out of the conference room.
"You missed Debbie's play tonight, didn't you?" she said.