Lilith Saintcrow

I woke up this morning to the Little Prince watching Akira. This leads me to believe I am an okay mother and to wonder if the millions of books’ worth of the manga are worth investing in. It is also awesome to watch him acting out critical scenes with the sponge-animals he gets out of grow capsules.

Lots of change here at Casa Saintcrow. Suffice to say that Tuesday morning is the beginning of the rest of my life, and I’m okay with that. Today, however, is for copyedits. Oh, lovely copyedits, which will no doubt make me glad to be alive.

Don’t get me wrong. I’ve been working with the same copyeditor for a lot of my stuff through Warner and later Orbit, and I love her with the fiery love of a thousand suns. I know I couldn’t do the job she does, and it makes the book so much better. There’s a reason I couldn’t do the job she does, copyedits for me like beating my head against a brick wall–it feels so good when I stop.

Well, no reason not to start the daily head-beating early. Get a jump on it, as it were. Just as soon as I have a spot of coffee. I leave you with a little bit of Cake–listening to them gets me through a lot. Plus, they have awesome, dirty horns.

Now if only they could cure this sodding cold, I’d be all set.

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1. Monday, Hunting The Wild Copyedit
2. Damage and Story, Fine Weather, And Auditory Comfort
3. Events in May

Tags: galley/proof, slight pause for station identification

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