Yesterday my line edits for Firstborn arrived. The best part? My editor raved! She said: “You’ve done a marvelous job on this! Erika and Steven and Kirsten sing. You had my heart breaking again even though I knew what was coming.”
Ah. Music to my ears.
I should be finished with going through the line edits by Monday or at the latest Tuesday. So far, so good.
It occurs to me that not everyone reading this diary would know what line edits are. That’s where the editor has gone through the manuscript and written on it if they think a sentence needs changed so as to be better understood. Sometimes they suggest adding something or removing a paragraph, etc. If you have a good editor who doesn’t mess with the author’s voice, this can be a joy. Fortunately for me, that’s the kind of editor I have. This is our fifth book to work on together. I feel very blessed.
I’m sitting at my desk, all dressed up and ready to go to the retirement dinner of our pastor. He has been in full time ministry for over 46 years, and he has been our senior pastor for 12 years. I’m sure this will be a night of tears and laughter.
One of the things the committee (of which I am not a part) decided to do for our pastor and his wife was create a story jar, based upon my book, THE STORY JAR. They had members of the congregation, his family, and friends, other pastors in the community, etc., write little vignettes and memories about Gene and Bert to put in the story jar. These the pastor and his wife will be able to read in the coming days, months, years. I was so pleased when I was told they were going to do this. Who knew, when Debbie Bedford and I brainstormed the idea that would become The Story Jar, that something like this would come of it.
Well, time to go.
Originally posted on Diaryland