We have moved on to another Undisclosed Location. This time, we have returned to a familiar place near water. All four adult children and a significant other will join us through the week. The deal is that we arrange for the living space and each of the offspring will provide for a meal. So we have landed in a coastal location and settled in for a week.
I was wisely advised by the editor to write the book that I wanted to write. She will help to develop the book that a publisher may want to acquire. This is a new process for me. Weekly sermons never get edited, just written. What I say in the pulpit is mostly on the page. And the sermon collections that have been published have largely been untouched by editorial hands - I polished them and the publisher typeset them.
So I'm a bit anxious about how this will go. I've developed a close connection to the words that I've written. Hopefully there will be few amputations. There are exactly six weeks to go in the sabbatical (who's counting?). That will give plenty of time for the additional work that I will need to do on the book.
If you are interested in statistics, the final product is 67,800 words. That amounts to 136 single-spaced pages. Some publishing formulas anticipate 350 words per page in a printed book, which totals a 193 page book. Time will tell what the final product will be.
In the meantime, I am going to relax and enjoy my family. Today I will join them on the sand, sit under an umbrella slathered in coconut-flavored lotion, and read somebody else's book (Caste by Isabel Wilkerson, an amazing read that I highly recommend). There is a rumor that the family will wander tonight to a local microbrewery that serves tacos. Perhaps I can work on my Ernest Hemingway impersonation, especially if someone else is driving. It would be good to let off some steam.
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