I received publishers' proofs of my book way back in August. After having sifted through the pages and made corrections/amendments as appropriate, I set about constructing the author index... and then began to wonder just why the hell I had agreed to do this mind-numbingly tedious task. Well, the short answer is money, of course. Professional proof-readers must be paid for, aren't cheap, and so I decided to do it myself. But after several weeks of being continually chased by the nice, long-suffering people at Blackwell (who must surely hate people like me), I've come to the conclusion that it would have been worth paying the money to avoid the stress!
This blog was actually constructed in between long periods of indexing, when I just couldn't take it any more, as a bit of a challenge to myself (having never blogged before).
Anyway, I finally returned the proofs and indices today, much to Blackwell's relief, I'm sure. So for the handful of people who know I've been writing this book, if they read this then they'll know that the book really really is on its way. Can I retire now?
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