Some time back before Christmas, Carina had emailed the official contract to Aleks and I to be signed and returned to them.
From London to Pennsylvania took roughly one month. The editor was stressing out a little bit, trying to figure out if we were just being spastic. Under normal circumstances, the transit shouldn't take more than a week.
Under normal circumstances, it doesn't.
But holiday glut, and less than optimal weather on both sides of the Atlantic put a substantial crimp in the travel time.
All's well that ends well, though, and yesterday I received an email notification that the release date was officially set for August 15th, which means they've received and countersigned the contract. I expect I'll receive my copy some time in the next week or so.
In the meantime, we're still hammering away on the second round edits, which are demanding a heavy rewrite to the final couple chapters of the book. I'm confident that it'll be done long before deadline, but I am reluctant to send it back too early. Would rather sit on it and give the last few chapters a final read-through. That's the incessant editor in me talking, though.
I haven't reached that point, just yet, where I'm sick of looking at it and just want to slam my head into the desk until the oak is saturated with blood. I do expect, however, that this point is swiftly approaching... *lol*
Our editor is a good one, though. Very thorough, with a talented eye for strengthening plot and character development. She's also quite adept at communicating what it is she's looking for. And a good editor is a blessing, to say the least. She's helped us polish the entire book to a high-gloss, showroom shine.
And I've got my fingers crossed that we won't have to change the name. I've grown attached to it in a way I can't describe. Like... at this point, no matter what the book's published name ends up being, it will always be Father of All Things to me.
In more ways than one.
From London to Pennsylvania took roughly one month. The editor was stressing out a little bit, trying to figure out if we were just being spastic. Under normal circumstances, the transit shouldn't take more than a week.
Under normal circumstances, it doesn't.
But holiday glut, and less than optimal weather on both sides of the Atlantic put a substantial crimp in the travel time.
All's well that ends well, though, and yesterday I received an email notification that the release date was officially set for August 15th, which means they've received and countersigned the contract. I expect I'll receive my copy some time in the next week or so.
In the meantime, we're still hammering away on the second round edits, which are demanding a heavy rewrite to the final couple chapters of the book. I'm confident that it'll be done long before deadline, but I am reluctant to send it back too early. Would rather sit on it and give the last few chapters a final read-through. That's the incessant editor in me talking, though.
I haven't reached that point, just yet, where I'm sick of looking at it and just want to slam my head into the desk until the oak is saturated with blood. I do expect, however, that this point is swiftly approaching... *lol*
Our editor is a good one, though. Very thorough, with a talented eye for strengthening plot and character development. She's also quite adept at communicating what it is she's looking for. And a good editor is a blessing, to say the least. She's helped us polish the entire book to a high-gloss, showroom shine.
And I've got my fingers crossed that we won't have to change the name. I've grown attached to it in a way I can't describe. Like... at this point, no matter what the book's published name ends up being, it will always be Father of All Things to me.
In more ways than one.
Congrats... more and again.
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