The Pains and Perils of Reviewing Proofs – Part V

It Ain't Over 'Til the Fat Lady Sings

How do I know when I've finished reviewing the proofs?

When the fat lady sings.

That's me screaming when the publisher tells me it's all over, that I can't make any more changes. When they pry my hot little hands off the manuscript.

Which is all very traumatizing.

And a huge relief.

And did I say traumatizing?

And a relief?

Upon which I go and sink my face into chocolate–lots of it.

And wine–lots of it, too.