So, as my friend so bluntly put it, “As a critic you’re kind but as an editor you’re kinda a b****”. I’ve come to realise that she’s right. I’m sweet as can be when I’m reviewing something basically because I choose what I’m reading and it’s already caught my attention because it feels polished to me. I pick up a book for many reasons. It’s been recommended to me. It’s got a cool cover. It’s by an author I like. It’s title is rather spiffy. The pen name of the author makes my brain go “Wow, nifty name”. The list goes on and on. But no matter what, there is…