brief updatery

Day 3 of the proofing page proofs. My right hand, from mid-palm to mid-forearm, would like me to stop now, as it _aches_ from using the mouse near-constantly, despite elevation and icing and taking the night off to go be social.

Mostly, I'm in favor of the new-fangled digital ways of doing things. But I'm seriously missing the old days of marking up a paper proof, right about now.

(and yes, I'm doing my stretches. They're not helping - or if they are, they're keeping it down to a mild roar rather than incapacitation)

However, in happier news - I'm wearing a long-sleeved shirt! Seattle summer, I'm glad to see you back to your more-usual self...

A Tale of Two Cats..

Cat1: “Mom is moving furniture! Run! Hide!”

Cat2: “Mom is moving furniture! Quick, get rolled up in the carpet!”






no points for guessing which was which.

In case you wondered how it was going...

170 130 more pages to go, proofing SILVER, and taking notes for all the details I need to integrate into the next pass of Book #2.

If I didn't love this world so much, I'd hate this project with a raving frothing madness, right now.

For now - booze, and a meal that's not deli meat or cashew butter on a slice of rye. Tomorrow, I have to work on other things, too. Because Sudden Deadlines do not miraculously erase Existing Deadlines...