There hasn’t been many new posts on this blog lately. I’ve been swamped with the proofing, another current writing project (coming soon!), and we’ve got something really big coming from FBMG (hopefully we’ll be announcing it in January)
That said, I need to get up another movie review, because I just watched Werewolf: Devil’s Hound, and oh my gosh does it suck!
We did it. Curly brought me back a very marked up book, and now we’re rolling. The copy goes back to the publisher on Monday.
Curly is a brutal proof reader. You even think about looking at a verb funny, and he sticks a Post-it on it. What was that? We’re you comma splicing? BOOM! Conjuct this, punk! WHAM! You better stick a hyphen on that modifier if you know what’s good for you! POW!
Friggin’ Post-its every where… It was brutal.
I’m a good story teller, but me and grammar have never been friends (which anybody who has scrolled through this blog could tell you). I was a Business Major. We were required to take one English class, which if I recall correctly, was called How To Write A Memo 101. But between pax and Curly, I’m pretty sure I’ve got something here that is at least borderline literate.
I’m holding the final proof copy of Monster Hunter International in my hands right now. Which makes typing hard. But I can’t let go of it. You know that scene where they open the Ark at the end of Indiana Jones, and the light comes out of it, and angels sing? That’s kind of how opening this package from the publisher was, only without the exploding heads or melting eyeballs. (yet).
I’m going through it now. Red pen and Post-Its at the ready. This is my last chance to fix things, mostly formatting issues that creep in anytime you put a digital file on paper. Then Curly (the guy has proof read scholarly works on the Old Testement, my little book is nothing to him) will do a final read through, then we’re back to the publishing.
We’re almost there.
It is so weird to actually hold a book, that you actually wrote, in your hands.
I caught the Glenn Beck Christmas show last night. I’ve got to admit that it was surprisingly good.
I missed the very beginning because traffic sucked, but caught most of the first portion, where Glenn told family Christmas stories. Which was actually really funny. The next portion was more of a spiritual Christmas message, that ended with a positive message about redemption. Then there was a bonus third part for the Salt Lake audience, where after giving everyone a warning that it was going to be about Glenn’s conversion to Mormonism, and that if they wanted to run, now was their chance, he told the story of how he found his faith.
Overall I enjoyed the show quite a bit. I hadn’t known what to expect, and it was drastically different than his radio show. As a Mormon, it was nice to see a public display of Mormonism from somebody famous who wasn’t afraid to express his feelings about his religion.
On that note, as much as I despise Mitt RHINO Romney, I’m getting really sick and tired of having my religion get mocked by a bunch of idiotic pundits. If I have to listen to one my liberal media elitist (who would have no problem sacrificing babies to Bhaal if it got them higher ratings) ponder about whether Mormons are Christians or not, I’m going to blow a gasket.
I just got the UPS notice, the proof copy for MHI, as soon as I go through it checking for printing errors, and send it back, we should be rolling.