Hey, gang. Well, I’m still trying to get through the proof of my cookbook. At this point, it’s not just proofreading it and looking at layout, I’m actually making corrections myself in the InDesign file. I had such an incredibly long list of corrections to be made—both layout and editorial—that in the interest of making things easier for everyone, I offered to make the corrections.
Part of my problem is that I only know the basics of InDesign. When I was working at Travel Agent Magazine, I had to use it, but only for content edits and minor formatting changes. I learned as I went, and there wasn’t any time to learn more than I absolutely had to. Plus, it’s been over a year since I’ve done even that much in InDesign. I had to first re-acquaint myself with the program and figure other things out. Fortunately, I’m skilled in QuarkXPress, so it’s not like I don’t know anything about layout programs at all. But Quark is different from InDesign.
Anyway, it’s taking me forever because I’m doing everything–checking layout, proofing content, correcting layout, correcting content, then I have to redo the Index, table of contents, and check all cross-referenced material throughout the book. I’m totally experiencing deja vu because I already did all of this. But here I am, doing it all again. I’m so grateful that I have someone helping me proof the copy. That’s taking plenty off my plate.
In the meantime, everything else is on hold. Work on my second cookbook, work on my novel and short stories, and the floor needs a good sweeping. I did, however, manage to do a few loads of laundry. I had no choice. I’m going to be on the road starting Sunday and I need clean clothes.
So, I’m going back to the task at hand. I’m hoping that by next week, I’ll be able to tell you that everything went fabulously and my beautiful new cookbook will be available soon.
I’m sick of the snow, and I’m sure you are, too. So, I’m going to wish you all an end to winter, a quick leap into spring, and a wonderful week ahead.
Hang loose.
ith combating this vicious thing and in the end, I had to wipe out my computer and reload my OS. It’s going to take me days to reload all my programs. A couple of programs I lost altogether because I no longer have the installation disks. <huge sigh> The people who created this obviously have knowledge and skill—why can’t they use their powers for good? I hope the proper karma is in store for the people who sit around and come up with this stuff. People like that are a waste of humanity.
al Christmas sales. So, for example, anyone who’s browing Amazon or Barnes & Noble for a gift for Aunt Mary might say, “Oh, look at this cook Italian vegetarian cookbook. Aunt Mary would love that. But, oh, it won’t be available by Christmas. Let me look for something else.” (By the way, I don’t know what’s up with my book cover here. Either it comes out cut off, or I have to make it teeny tiny. )
Actually, to make Christmas sales, it should have been out by now. My publisher, which has a very small staff, had some set-backs in their schedule and they’re struggling to catch up. And, unfortunately, that’s the way it goes in publishing sometimes. People get inundated, schedules go off-track, and unanticipated problems arise. There’s not much to be done about it except to make the best of the circumstances. Although, I’m not really sure what that means right now.
term “gluten-free” had to admit that they were damn good. Alas, I neglected to take pictures of them. 
I decorated the edge of the cake with mini nonpareils and put edible holly in the center. 
It was really pretty. Oh, well.
hat really sucked is that there were problems with the broadcast. It seems that someone (or some people) went up to the town’s tower and cut the cables. When I walked into the studio with my interviewer, DJ Andi, the station was off the air. It had been going on and off over the course of a couple of days while they were fixing the problem. So Andi kept announcing, “If you hear ’ssssshhhhhh’, don’t panic, it’s temporary.” But on top of that, when we were on, the stream was really staticky and fuzzy. My friend Angela alerted me to this, so Andi knew to reboot the station’s server.
Andi helped keep me on track, too. There was one moment when she was adjusting my levels (because I were speaking so softly) and I had finished answering her question, and there was a few seconds of silence, which even I know is bad. I almost started to panic then, but Andi jumped back in with another question and I breathed a big sigh of relief.
