Swimming in the pool

You've heard of the gene pool? Secretarial pool? Swimming pool? Tidal pool? Car pool?

This week I'm swimming in the Editorial pool. Um, shouldn't that be a small "e" instead of a capital? editorial pool? Except now, at the beginning of the fragment, it should be capitalized, right? A big "E" don't you think?

Or, er, um, well...and while we're on the subject, the punctuation issue. How many commas are too many? Not enough? Just right? Oh? What? You didn't know we were on the subject? Hmm, well, it can be confusing but once you jump into the Edito-edit-E, um, e--

Well, once you jump into the damn pool you've just got to go with the flow! Swim, I tell you, just swim! No time for connecting the issues, just take them as they come. You've got to be fast, frantic, furious. Wild, witty, wonderful. Astute, adept, a--what's that? Too much alliteration? But I was on a roll. What? You don't like rolls, eh? Fine. I'll tone it down, but just a notch. I mean, you wouldn't want my flair, finesses, f--what? Alliteration again? Hmmph. All right. But I don't know how wise it is to interrupt a sleep-deprived author when she's on an f-roll. Just saying.

So I'm swimming in the pool. Without a life jacket.

Anyone have one of those donut things they can throw in for me?

Or is it doughnut? I can never remember...