I saw somewhere awhile back that Jennifer Aniston had been dumped by her personal trainer. Seems she wanted to shave off another 10 pounds and he said something like "from where, your femur?"
I'm staring down this 850-word article, and let me assure you, there's no flab here. This is a lean, mean story.
But my editor wants "about" 800 words. I figure that "about" gives me a good 25 words-worth of fudge room.
But not 50.
So I'm like an Atkins devotee at a soup kitchen. I'm faithfully tallying every letter, but it's slim pickings.
I'm down to skeletal structure and now I have to go for the femur.