Goodness

Just finished the rough on a novel about race and racing. This means I have five in the edit chute. I need to get busy on editing, after harping about it. As I approach my first book signing and increase my "shelf," I am more driven than ever. More satisfied. I feel worse about typos, but as a book store owner said, "They happen." He had a major release from a major publishing house so full of typos he contacted them to complain. They shrunk. So I feel a LITTLE better. I have read fourth printing paperbacks after 3-4 hardback editions with typos. So I feel better.

But I really don't. I feel that it is my obligation to my readers to find them all! (Though I knew it is impossible.) Still, thanks to everyone (and especially Lou) for finding them in Rubric and letting me know. A cleaner versions is imminent.

And so I was thinking about the two best novels ever (at least as I read them) and it kept expanding! But 1 & 2 would have to be The Stranger and Catch 22. Those two novels embody existentialism in completely different but prefect ways. We are born, we exist, we do things and we are gone.

It's something to consider when worrying about the weather when there are things to be written!