I feel like I will never stop editing this damn book. Every time I think I'm finished, I see another typo. Or find another plot hole. Or read another sentence whose parts are wrinkled.
I think I've read this novel about twelve times in the last three years, which puts it at the top of my list of most-often read books (right after "The Handmaid's Tale," which I prefer, because unfortunately I didn't write that one).
I go cross-eyed when I look at a page of this damn book, and that's before I start reading. Is it possible to do a good editing job when you know everything that's coming? I don't know.
All I know is, I really, really, really hope somebody pays me for all this.
As my old pal Dorothy Parker once said, "I hate writing; I love having written."
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