All right, I swore up and down I’d have the e-book uploaded over the weekend, and I was *this* close to doing it. But …
I sent my buddy and fan Raga a copy so she could check it out for me on her Kindle, let me know what she saw. And what did she see? A typo. ARRGH!
Bud Sherri offered to proof it and I felt bad taking her up on it, so I didn’t send it to her (she’s read a LOT of stuff for me since I’ve known her; thanks doll). Now I’m paying the price because neither me nor my wife seems too keen on sitting down to read through a full manuscript (well, almost full) of stories. Which we’ve read dozens of times each already, btw. So no go on the upload.
But I’m still going forward. I have to do some stuff today, and then I’m off to proof it. I have to do this. Now I’m obsessed. Any of you who know me IRL know this is a bad thing, but it will get done by hook or by crook. So help me.
Anyway, all weekend I did nothing but agonize over that. How ‘bout you?