Oh, nothing on my mind today, but I’m glad the temp is in the mid 60s this morning. We’re looking at 90 later, so the warm-up will be dramatic. Right now, though, the windows are open and the air is laced with a cool moisture in my office. Nice to breathe. I won’t be putting in a full day because the copy edit for THE UNDEAD POOL came in, and I quite honestly can’t look at more than 60-80 pages a day before my brain shuts off and everything looks okay even when it’s not. But I’m excited for it because this is pretty much my last chance to catch the continually errors, and believe me, there is one in there. There usually is, and I usually don’t catch it until here or the page proofs, and not just a little one like sitting down twice, but an embarrassing whopper like a fault in the world building or magic that only someone familiar with the world would catch, not the copy editor, a faceless person who often changes from book to book. The one time I skimmed, a reader caught it in the ARC, and it was embarrassing. (waves at reader)
So I’ve dropped Grace for a week to take care of it. Quite honestly, Grace is the most broken up manuscript I’ve ever worked on, spread too thin and with too many months between opportunities to work on it, but I’ve got two chapters to go, almost hitting my “done by summer” goal. It’s close enough, and I’m good with it.
However, as I said, it’s broken up, and it needs a good three months of rewrite before I can even think to have another set of eyes on it. I’m seeing a far more complex antagonist in my mind than is translating to the page, and the paranormal rules are still evolving. Still, being at the end, I can now see what needs fixing.