They’re the unsung heroines of every publication, which, I guess, explains why they get really nice write-ups after they die? In the NYTBR this Sunday, Dorothy Gallagher eulogized Helene Pleasants, her former copy-editor and mentor at Redbook. Pleasants’ story is a touching one (“She loved good writing, therefore she loved the reader: good writing did not cause the reader to stumble over meaning.”), so much so that hers immediately reminded me of another similar tale. Miss Gould, another sassy lady copy-editor passed away and was fondly remembered by David Remnick in a wonderful Talk of the Town that ran nearly three years ago. I never forgot it.
Based on the write-ups, I’ve come to the conclusion that the two of them really ought to have been friends. Or frenemies, at the very least.