How Publishing Really Works, Part Seven. And other stuff.

The proofs of Le Road Trip came today!


These pages are all set to go into production: if I have any objections I have to make then now, or forever hold my peace.

The proofs are on the same quality of paper that will be used for the book itself, so I can get a good look at how the art work will print.

Suddenly, all those homely hand-made pasted-up sheets of paper look dignified, presented in (almost) end product form.

Each sheet of proof paper holds two pages of text in numerical order. This happens to be pages six and  seven. I’m supposed to look each page over and let my production editor know if the color saturation and contrast in up to snuff.

I looked, I judged it perfect, I sent in my OK.

As far as my part in the creation of this book, my work is done.

To celebrate, Top Cat said “Let’s pack a picnic dinner and a bottle of Bordeaux and go to Morgan Park and watch the sun set tonight.”

And as we are hauling ourselves and our buffet from the parking lot to the lush lawns of Morgan Park, I say to Top Cat, “I’m putting out a request to the Universe for a Blue Jay feather tonight, so keep a look out.”

And, not a half minute later, Top Cat says to me, “Oh, here it is.”

That’s the Blue Jay feather that Top Cat almost stepped on, on our way to our picnic dinner. (That’s my dear sweet Top Cat in the background, with the picnic hamper.)

I was ecstatic, of course. And I said something like, “More! More! I want more Blue Jay feathers! This is a Blue Jay feather goldmine!!”

Top Cat tried to calm me down by saying, “Sweetie, come on, what are the chances that lightning will strike twice?”

And then he said, “Oh. Never mind.”

That’s one of the best things about my Top Cat. His magic is strong.

And as the last SkiDooer motored in to port in the last light of day, me and Top Cat were grateful that most of the 20 million people who live within a 20-mile radius of our picnic paradise decided to stay home and watch Entertainment Tonight than come out and watch the sunset.

Even though this looks fake as can be, this is for real. I took this picture with my own camera and, of  course, with my own eyes.

Life is good.

4 Comments, RSS

  1. Margaret September 16, 2011 @ 4:36 am

    What a great post – just the thing to cheer a grey, chilly morning! So pleased to see the sneak peek of your book; I hope we don’t have to wait too long before it is in the shops.
    Your picnic sounds idyllic. You can dream on that until the spring!

  2. chel September 16, 2011 @ 10:38 am

    Ohh- seeing proofs of your new book makes me very very very happy!

  3. Susie September 16, 2011 @ 10:59 am

    Congratulations on ALL of your good fortune!

    Books, cats, life is good. (Edward Gorey)
    And Brie and blue jay feathers and a man who initiates picnics…

    Life is grand!

  4. Bobbi September 16, 2011 @ 11:08 am

    Mon dieu and sacre bleu, I CANNOT wait for Le Road Trip…

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