It’s not far from my desk to my husband’s side of the office but it takes a while to get my book there and ready for publishing.
My husband: “Is your book ready to be formatted?"
Me: “Um, yes, and no.”
You could say my husband is my publisher. He formats my manuscript into print and eBook editions for publishing with Ingram Spark.
My husband: “You’ve set a date for the book launch. I need to get onto the formatting.”
Me: “I’ve just come across some new information I’d like to include, and Carlo is fixing some of the photos.”
Carlo is my step-son and my graphic designer. He designs my book covers and smartens up old photos.
My husband: “You know I need at least a full week to get it ready for printing.”
Me: “But I think I need to go through it one more time.”
My husband walks off shaking his head. He’s not a writer, he just doesn’t understand.
Two days later:
Me (worried he hasn’t started my book): “Did you see the USB stick on your desk? It’s got the manuscript and photos on it.”
My husband: “Yes, of course I did.”
Me: “When are you going to start it?” You know I have set a date for the launch and need to get it out to some reviewers.”
My husband: “It is only going to take a week.”
Another two days later:
Me: Where are you up to?
My husband: I don’t know. Cornelius, I think.
Me: Is that all? Don’t forget Carlo can’t do the cover until we know how many pages.
I am not even going to try and recount two-day conversation between husband and stepson about husband needing cover to finish book and stepson needing to know the final number of pages to finish the cover.
Needless to say, it does all come together in the end.
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