In the cafe, David…

In the cafe, David across from me. So nice to have company -- makes it easier to face days like today, when my mouth is aching and my head hurts and I'm hungry but know I shouldn't eat again until dinnertime and all I want to do is go home and curl up in bed instead of working. But here I am, and I work, sipping tea and grateful for it.

I received the interior design for the book this morning -- two possiblities, which I get to pick between! I'm pretty sure I like one notably better, but am going to let them simmer for a day before deciding. But both are lovely -- delicate and elegant. I'm glad they seem to have decided that I'm a delicate, elegant sort of writer...it suits my personal aesthetic tastes. Not that I wouldn't have pretty much let them design anything they wanted, given how happy I still am that they actually want to publish my book! :-)

I think I've finished the copyedits, but I'm going to do one more pass on them before I send them back -- and I think I'm also going to make a new electronic draft of my manuscript and incorporate all the minor changes. They were mostly comma issues (I am erratic in my comma use, apparently), and I'd like to have a final, clean electronic copy in hand. If for no other reason than because I have to print one out for my thesis committee as well, to be bound and kept in the University of Utah library as a dissertation -- I'm happy to take advantage of HC's skilled copyeditors to have that be as error-free as possible...

Okay, try to squeeze out a thousand new words, and then grocery shopping. I've been reading Jonathan Franzen's The Corrections on public transit and dentist waiting rooms; it's rather bleak and depressing, but he certainly has an enjoyable relationship with language, at least. It reminds me that I don't have to be quite so minimalist, not all the time...

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