In ten weeks I have gone from having no book contract to having the final galley proof appear in my Inbox. Amazing.
This part is the hardest for me because, by nature, I want to continually change things and once it has reached this point, there are no more rewrites, no more revisions, no more switches in paragraph construction. This is the point at which, if I were God at sunset on Day Six of Creation, I couldn't say, "Well, I think I think I'll move the pecker to the forehead on Man. It looks silly down yonder. Let's change it, switch places with the nose." No. No major changes now. I have to control my revision-urge.
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