There’s something exciting about seeing your name in print. Even the misprint on the cover couldn’t get me down, though I did feel foolish. Still, it’s only a proof.
I changed a few words here and there, added references and uploaded a new Word file. But Lulu had somehow discovered it didn’t like my fonts, which meant all my page designs needed to be fixed.
Several hours later, I was finally working on the cover—centering words in a text box with limited space, no formatting, and dot-matrix style characters. Convert; hate it; reconvert; etc.
More proofs in the mail.