My publisher took me out to dinner. Called me up from time to time to chat about the state of publishing. My editor and I went to a Ren Faire together and had various breakfasts and lunches together, and had a great time discussing my books when I sent them in. We played practical jokes on each other. I had fun.
So I thought my publisher, my editor and I were friends. I made business decisions based on a sense of personal loyalty, trusted that my friends would not suggest courses of action that would be bad for my overall career . . . and I got burned.
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