The joys of editing.

Editing. It's what I'm doing now. As the Arimathean reaches the finish line this is the grunt work. Some writers love it. I hate it actually. Other than the realization that your work is about done it truly is mind numbing. So, it's doubly important and gratifying to work with an editor with a sense of humor. To wit...

There I was, 138 or so pages in, a scene where Alex Donovan wakes from a dream, if that's what it was, and is almost overcome with a sense of deja vu. The line in question and my editors comment that caused me to laugh out loud, at around 8:00 p.m. last night, was this:

"Alex stared at the name and the familiar curtain of deja vu fell away as he read the name out loud."

And then my editor's comments in the margin: "Yes, its familiar, its "Deja Vu" all over again, for the third time this chapter." Or something to that effect.

Thanks, Robb.

The Arimathean draws closer!