Thursday marks the opening night of a student theatrical production. It’s amazing to me that a group of teenagers catapult from ground zero to a polished performance in two and half weeks. And that time frame includes building stages, sewing costumes, blocking and all rehearsals. Pretty incredible.

I stayed late tonight for dinner–one benefit of a boarding school employment, free meals–and forgot about two important letters for my New Year’s writing resolutions sitting in my trunk. On the plus side, The Last Track landed as planned so the professional proofreader may begin the tear down. Definitely looking forward to her feedback and the inevitable corrections. As much as I want this book out there, I still like tweaking fine details; I’m not sick of the work part yet.

The good news is that her efforts can move in parallel to the submission efforts. Whatever fixes necessary will be in place long before a full manuscript request comes in, and if they are not, I’ll just have to make them happen. In the meantime, the query process continues.