So this morning, I pressed ‘Send’ and the last chapter of the new book went winging its way to my editor in New York.
There was a brief glow of accomplishment. A full-body glow, all shiny and radiant. “Finished!” I thought, even as I knew this was untrue. Books are never really finished.
There’s a final edit to be done, and then copy-editing, and then the dreaded “author’s questionnaire” will arrive from the marketing department, and as on just about any questionnaire I’ve ever encountered, I just won’t fit. Among other things, it’ll ask me (in slightly different language) to “please describe in 200 words what just took you a whole book to say.” I’ll agonize over these 200 words, and never manage to get them right.
And then I’ll wait, heart in mouth, for the pre-publication reviews, which will determine whether ‘Agnostic: a Spirited Manifesto’ — yes, that’s the working title — will thrive in the big wide world. And then for the post-publication reviews, in early 2016, which will determine if it survives at all.
Yet since there’s probably a certain masochistic element to being a writer, I’m looking forward to it all. In the immediate future, though, what I’m looking forward to is getting back to posting here on The Accidental Theologist. Some people manage to write short and long (post and book) at the same time, but I’m not one of them. That’s why I’ve been relatively silent over the last several months, restricting myself to brief squibs on Facebook and Twitter. It’ll probably take a while to get back into the rhythm of blogging (some of you will be able to tell I’m not back into it since I just mistakenly pressed Publish instead of Save), but with months of thinking stored up, who knows what might happen…