Last minute nerves...

My publishers have gone quiet on me while I wait to hear my publication date. They said April and now I'm fighting the irrational, rising panic that something's gone wrong. Between various, imaginative disaster scenarios I have to remind myself that this happened last time too.

I did have a waking nightmare, (before I got to sleep - and then stopping me for ages), in which I suddenly 'remembered' that one of my illustrations had been wrong and other places of text had not been corrected. It took repeated reminders from my husband about precisely how many times I had read through the manuscript to calm me.