By Chandra Turner I was one of those editors who said I’d never leave editorial. I was a firm believer in The Line. You know the one. The one between church and state, editorial and sales, morality and immorality. My skin crawled in meetings with our publisher when I was asked to write another story about a rare illness or feature a certain lipstick to woo an advertiser. I loathed ad sales; I saw their tactics as slick and scheming and not the business necessity. In many ways I was naive.