I'm fondling it like a baby. And Betsy's in the thanks (quite a few more of you will be in the thanks page for the next two, but this one predates my return to Buffistas). ANd and and - shit, I am a happy woman, I am.
Must ping Dan Kotler at Minotaur and tell him my book wants to have his babies. 
	
 
		
		
WHOOHOO!  Lovely!
On a much less cheery note, I was reading Neil Gaiman's blog and found this:
Neil blog...
Gaiman mentions that his work for the Del Rey anthology *Shadows Over Baker Street* was copyedited without his knowledge, but that he's not greatly troubled by the edits.  However, he links to a friend of his who is greatly troubled.
Caitlin comments
 Yesterday I got my first look at /Shadows Over Baker Street/, the  anthology of Lovecraftian Sherlock Holmes stories to which I contributed "The Drowned Geologist." My story is written entirely in epistollary form, a letter dating from 1898. As I always do when writing period fiction, I took great care to write in a voice suited  to the time. This was, of course, a lot of trouble. And now I find  that someone at Del Rey, who published the anthology, has "corrected"  a good deal of the purposefully antiquated language and spelling in  the piece. They didn't ask first. They didn't show me galleys. They  just fucking did it. I've run into this sort of shit from Del Rey  before. Worse, actually. My story "The King of Birds," first published  in /The Crow: Shattered Lives and Broken Dreams/, was essentially  /rewritten/ by someone at Del Rey. I entirely disowned the story as it  appeared in the original hardback edition. It wasn't mine. It wasn't  what I wrote, or what I sold them, or what I'd granted them permission  to print under my name. I bitched a lot and the story was restored to  /my/ text for the trade paperback. Anyway, it's always disappointing  to see this, that some editorial feeb has taken the liberty of undoing  something I've done, something I've done /on purpose/, and once again I'm tempted to disown the story until such time as it appears in the  form in which I meant for it to be read. Indeed, it's tempting to post  the text of the story to my website, so you have the choice of reading  it as I meant it to be read. I think /Shadows Over Baker Street/ may  be the last Del Rey anthology I agree to write for. The world is  annoying enough without have to contend with publishers who think  they're writers.
Copyediting is a part of life.  Not getting to check the galleys?  
Terrifying.  Del Rey?  Slimy bastards.
	
 
		
		
Del Rey should be taken out and shot.
Man, I wonder if Mart saw that? CK is a good friend of hers.
	
 
		
		
CK is also a friend of Jilli's.
Betsy, I shrunk your links.
	
 
		
		
I hope she takes a stick to these people. A big, legal stick.
	
 
		
		
WOO HOO!!!  Congratulations, Deb!!!
	
 
		
		
Deb! I'm so excited about your book being in your hands. 
	
 
		
		
Whoo, Deb!  Yay for the beauty!  Yay for the reality of the book in your hands!
	
 
		
		
First of all, all of you "real" novelists...new respect here.(Well, I always respected it, but I'll stop asking "Why doesn't Writer X get on with it and write a new book, already?)
Plot Question: My character has just been caught in a Big Lie, and worse she came between a mother and her daughter to do it(I know.  Danger! Danger, Will Robinson!) But the kid begged her to keep her secret, so she did.  And it came out.   And I want them to work it out, but not in a phony afterschool special way.