People close by peeked over my shoulder at the cover to confirm that yes, indeed, they saw it too. Well, no, it wasn’t his dick coming out of his pants, but if you don’t have your reading glasses on, and you just give the cover a glance, and you’ve been sitting in a sexual addiction workshop, and the sunlight is hitting the hero’s abs just so, and you have absolutely no filters when it comes to saying what you think in these absurd moments, gee, it does kinda look like his dick is coming out of his pants.
When the workshop was over, I shut the book.Īnd my friend looked sideways at the cover and exclaimed, “Is that his penis coming out of his pants?!” Except she didn’t say penis. Sitting beside me was a good friend and colleague, and she was sort of jealous that I had something more interesting than Angry Birds to occupy me. I rationalized my behavior with the notion that the arc had sex in it so it was part and parcel of the workshop’s theme. Occasionally I would gaze glassy-eyed at the power point, which had identical information to the handouts. This involved casually sneaking peeks at the open book while pretending to take notes and study the handouts. Since I had to attend a work-related counseling conference, I elected to take one of the arcs with me so I could continue proofing while I was away.ĭuring a workshop on sexual addiction - and really, who thought that would be kinda boring? - I was reading the arc in stealth mode. I received the advance reader copies of KISSING COMFORT simultaneous to getting one last chance to find errors with an e-copy of the manuscript. So many people are involved: an editor, an assistant, a copy editor, the publisher, the art department, an agent, and assorted others who have specific jobs I don’t necessarily understand but accept as critical to the finished product.Īnd sometimes, in spite of all those eyes on the prize, what is really required to spot an OMG! in the making is a friend with myopic vision and a mind that lolls happily in the gutter. Even after all these years of writing, the process of shepherding a manuscript from submission to bookshelf (and now, e-reader) is still something of a mystery to me.
A funny thing happened on the way to the foreplay.Īllow me to explain.
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