Miranda Rizzolo shares insights on being the editor as artist, using the editing process as a creative profession—developed during her internship at the LA Review of Books. Los Angeles Review of Books.
Another Way to Be an Artist: Editing as a Collaborative Art Form by Miranda Rizzolo
By age six, I knew I wanted to be an artist. Not a visual artist — my painting would unfortunately never progress beyond the squishy blobs taped to my refrigerator. But an artist who told stories. My childhood was spent in imaginary worlds: writing fantastical tales, dancing in pink tutus, and reciting made-up monologues from atop my living-room coffee table.
Fourteen years later, I still spend half my life rehearsing shows, the other half reading books. I don’t know exactly what I want to do with my life, but I have to give the child-me some credit, as my general ambition remains the same: tell stories. I figure I’ll probably be an actress or a writer — equally dependable professions, my parents assure me.
Listening to my upperclassmen friends rant about the common travails of fetching coffee and filing endless piles of paperwork, I decided that summer internships were overrated. Still, this summer I resolved to put my artistic ventures on hold. Spurred by my “I’m-halfway-through-college” crisis, I set out to attain some marketable skills (or, at the very least, a resume booster). I decided I wanted to try editing, a more practical and potentially attainable career choice for an English major, I thought. And despite my painful lack of experience, by some stroke of serendipity, I got an internship at the LA Review of Books.