Fun Times With Editing
The third draft of Hours of the Dog is done. Despite deleting 20,000 words from it somehow it now clocks in at 180,000 words. I cannot solve this riddle, so it is off to the editors now to see what they have to say. 18 months of work, hope they don't shatter my ego too hard.
Above is my puppy Bosworth to whom I can now dedicate my time (my hours of the dog...), along with my looming wedding next month. Weddings in Japan are serious business. People can tell you with straight faces that a mound of flowers sitting on a table is actually worth £250! Add to this organising getting my family over from the UK... things are gonna be busy.
Congratulations to Eleanor Catton on winning the Booker prize and, being the same age as me, simultaneously denying me the chance of becoming the youngest author to ever win it.