The reading was completed, and we knew the story would not be the same. A few people laughed, a few people cried. Most people were silent.
I remembered the line from the Hindu scripture, but got it confused with the Chicago Manual of Style. Vishnu is trying to discuss with the writer the issues with his thirty-five pages of expository introduction and history at the head of his first chapter, and to refrain from just breaking down and beating the living crap out of him, takes on his multiarmed form and packs a fistful of red pens in each hand and says —
“Now I am become Editor, the destroyer of words…”