Hooray, the bound proof has arrived! I now have an actually, 3 dimensional solid book with pages and everything. Very cool.
I've practised browsing through it, casually flipping through the pages, admiring the size and texture of it. Put it on the shelf amongst a variety of other books and, even if I say so myself, it is rather more handsome than the rest.
What's wierd is all the stuff you didn't realise until it became a book. Like how short the chapters are. The words, my words, look so very different, almost like they were written by someone else. I'm so used to seeing them on the screen or double-scaped Times New Roman, Size 12.
On other news, Greenhouse has a new agent, Julia Churchill, officially started yesterday. Hmm, it's difficult to describe her except maybe...not quite Christian Bale, but she'll do. While she may look sweet and approachable (and indeed is), she has the hunting instinct of a great white shark, so make sure you only send her your very, very best work.
The great rewrite continues on THE DARK GODDESS. The day-job strategy has(more or less) become established, but I'm still writing 'till about 1am. Have adopted afternoon sleeps to compenstae for the sleep deprivation. As a summary of the THINGS WHAT I HAVE WRITTEN since yesterday we have:
1. One dead mother.
2. One new love interest.
3. One KGB spymaster (retired).
4. One torture scene.
5. One drowning (sort of accidental).
6. A Ferrari.
Something for everyone, don't you think?