In more ways than one. First of all, the fog of painkillers has lifted, thank heaven. (I like what they do but I hate how they do it. I’ve been useless, the last couple of weeks.)
But also, a little earlier than I was expecting to see them, the author’s copies of Wizards at War have arrived.
The book’s now real for me. Weird, how after (I took a count the other day, and I still have trouble believing it) more than forty novels, they still seem absolutely ephemeral to me until I hold the final product in my hands. (Advance reading copies don’t seem to count, no matter how pretty they are.) And this product’s pretty hefty: five hundred fifty-two pages.
The books will be shipping from the warehouse now: looks like some retailers may have stock in hand as early as the first week in September, even though the official release date is October 1st.
Me, I’m just going to sit here and drink tea and grin for a while. Then back to work…
