Oh, God. The torture of sending off your manuscript for the very last time, knowing that there are lots of things which could be better. And then there's the whole... and the other thing with that guy...
Well, you'll be happy to know that I managed to quell my perfectionist tendencies and get all of my books sent in. Okay, there are actually only two books - a novel and a short story. But each book takes one round of editing, two rounds of proofreading as well as checking the ebook and print galleys. It's a lot of work, and I'm eternally grateful for it - because the book gets so much better.
But it never ceases to amaze me how many things slip through - even under the watchful eyes of so many professional people. Well, the author is sometimes pretty much useless at this point of time (sometimes you simply know your text too well and gets completely blind to its flaws). But even after obsessing about Happily Ever After for several months, having it edited once and proofread twice, I just discovered two things which had to be corrected. I'm beginning to understand that being a perfectionist is NOT good for the mental health for a writer!
But hey, I like to do my best. And now I can only hold my breath and pray that people will like Happily Ever After as well as Leather and Newfound Land. It'll only be a week now...
I read and I write - everything from corporate to kink. My naughty fictional friends are always there to make my life interesting. And pester me, of course. Pesky creatures.