It feels good to have the second edit sent off! Only one more to go, we trust. Is a book ever finished? Can it be perfect with no mistakes? Will it offend anyone? Inspire anyone? Exclude anyone? I read this quote by Oscar Wilde the other day: "I have been correcting the proofs of my poems. In the morning, after hard work, I took a comma out of one sentence. In the afternoon I put it back again." Does this sound like us, or what?
Remember I asked you for a suggestion of a book to read? (I'd run out of good ones for a month or so.) And you asked if I'd read 84 Charing Cross Road. I asked if it was true. I hate true, I'd rather read fiction...makes life seem not so real. I started reading it anyway, and I love it! Here's an entry from Helene Hanff, February 9, 1952: I never can get interested in things that didn't happen to people who never lived.
So, I guess lots of people will like our book, right? And I may learn to love non-fiction after all. Judy
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