It has occurred to me that there are people out there who roll their eyes at the thought of a blog entry from me about my mother, and others who roll their eyes at the thought of a blog entry from me about my kitten, and still others who avert their eyes when I write spoilers about This World We Live In. So I figured I'd title this entry with all three of those things as fair warning. Remember, if an entry has B3 in its title, most likely it will have spoilers.
The editor emailed me with a handful of small questions/concerns Tuesday morning, and I answered them as best I could. Then she sent This World We Live In to the copyeditor, and I grabbed my mother and forced her to come to my apartment and meet Scooter.
My mother is not a big cat person. Her family had a goat when she was growing up, and that left her very anti-pet.
Scooter, on the other hand, was enthralled with my mother's feet. All the world is a kitten toy, as far as he's concerned, but feet are the best toys around. My mother, being an extraordinarily tolerant person, put up with Scooter's toe attack, but shortly thereafter she asked to go home. Good daughter that I am, I took her.
It feels a little odd having This World (which I will now start calling TW, which takes longer to say than This World but less time to type) all finished. Writing it, and rewriting it, and then revising it, was quite intense. And when I think of it, and Life As We Knew It, and the dead and the gone, I feel as though I wrote a thousand page novel. A very complicated thousand page novel.
The editor had expressed a desire for more stuff (she worded it a tad more elegantly) about Alex, so in the revisions I put in a new scene between him and Miranda. For those who are interested, I put the scene over at thirdmoonbook. In it, Alex picks up a copy of Pride And Prejudice from Miranda's bookshelf.
In TW, there's a discussion of Dad and Lisa's attempt to go west to find out how Lisa's family is. Without checking LAWKI, I mentioned that Lisa's family was in Colorado. For reasons that are of no interest to anyone but me, I grew concerned that I'd gotten it wrong, that in LAWKI, I'd located Lisa's family elsewhere. So I frantically leafed through LAWKI, looking for the reference to where Lisa's family was (in Colorado, thank goodness). But in my leafing, I discovered that Miranda referred to something as very Jane Austen-y.
You spend four years and a thousand pages with a character, and you really get to know her!