Final is, of course, a relative term – it’s final in terms
of the first draft, by the time the book has been through a couple of edit
passes, and then the hands of a proper editor, we end up with a very different
word count, but if it ends up closer to 40k, I won’t particularly mind. That
though, of course, is for the future, I need to get it written first, and
having survived a lot of angst myself with this manuscript, I’ll be glad to put
it to one side for a few weeks.
My edit pile is growing apace, too, so I’m going to have to
tackle a few more of the older ones, and start thinking about getting them
shipped off.
In the meantime I need to concentrate on getting my diet, adjusted.
Although most things are heading back to normal, I seem to be developing an
issue with bread. It’s not some form of gluten intolerance – pastry and cake
are fine, as is anything else using wheat flour, but bread is becoming an issue
– I’m literally unable to choke it down. Strange, there again to most people,
my diet has always been strange.
Yeast? How are you with beer?
ReplyDeleteHmmm... A good thought. I've not been drinking a lot during the entire 8 week nightmare, but the occasional one I've had, including one last night, hasn't caused a problem. Thanks for the input.
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