dreams of ice and wings

The copyedit is dead done, long live the copyedit!

At this point I'm honestly not sure I could tell the difference between my novel, and 300 pages of the letter k. Luckily I have an editor who can tell the difference, and is not rendered loopy by the editing process the way I am.

Today…today I get the day off.

Only… I'm not quite sure what to do with all this time. And I have a few stories and novels that still need work, you see… I suspect I shall have to use episodes of Doctor Who to enforce a rest, but you know, that's a sacrifice I'm willing to make.

In other news, today is also my grandparent's 60th wedding anniversary.

60 years!

This seems to me an incredible achievement, given I have a habit of running out of patience and tolerance with people much sooner than 60 years, and a temper which sees people run out of patience and tolerance with me much sooner than 60 years.

So here's to you, Cyberpop and not-so-cyber Nan.