Copyedits, The Heyer Binge, And Headhopping

A few minutes ago, unwashed and severely lacking in sleep, I sent off the copyedits for Betrayals. There will be proof pages to eyeball in a little bit, of course, but I am feeling very much like the book is Put To Bed. Which makes me happy. The copyedits are about the time I get so sick of a book I just want it done so something else can eat my brain. So, I’m exhausted and drained but still feeling like a huge weight has been lifted. Now I get to please myself for the rest of the day.

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