So the other night I had this nightmare about URBAN SHAMAN.
I dreamed I got my advance copies and I was reading through it, and there was an entire chapter in which Petite, Jo’s 1969 Mustang, had inexplicably turned into some older-era jalopy sort of Jeep thing, complete with the model numbers and all written into the story. And I was reading it in horror, thinking, “…this can’t be fixed. This is the printed version of the book. It’s already gone to press. I *know* I didn’t miss this in rewrites, because Petite was always a Mustang. I *couldn’t* have missed this in the rewrites. How did this happen?”
And then there were TWO SECTIONS of the book where the story went away entirely and instead there were about 20 pages each of photographs and sketches on heavier, matte paper, and they all had these sort of vague sentence-long descriptions under them, as if this was how the story was supposed to go and the photos and whatnot sort or represented a pictoral version of it. And I just kept thinking, “…there’s no point in talking to my editor about this. It’s too late. It can’t be fixed. This is how it’s going to hit the stores.”
I think I might be a little nervous. :)
I’m pretty sure the copy that Luna has is the
same one I read, and there weren’t any
pictures and Jo drove a Mustang, not a Jeep.
Pretty sure. :)
Yes, but clearly rationality has noooothing to do with this. :)