I can hardly see. Everything is fuzzy, even the cats.

My brain won’t think anymore.

I read one sentence after another, then I read it again and again because it’s not sticking in my cerebellum.

My back is hunched over and I feel like a grumpy gnome.

I am sleepless.

I am edgy.

I am snappy and I have the sneaking suspicion that Innocent Husband is avoiding me.

Finally, I get to the last page, then the last paragraph, then the last sentence.

I tell myself that when I am done proofing this %@^ Christmas book I can have cookies.

And…finally…

I am done.

I close my fuzzy eyes. I breathe. I unbend my crooked back. I stretch like an old cat.

My very last edit of Bellini’s Christmas Burlesque Show is complete.

I have edited this book seven times (or eight, but who is counting?) which is five times less than I used to edit my books.

When I took a years-long break from writing books, one of my new rules when I “re-became” a writer again, was that I was going to edit my books less so I didn’t conk myself out.

I have avoided conking myself out, but barely.

Bellini’s Christmas Burlesque Show is currently being formatted and uploaded to Amazon.

I hope you like it. I hope it makes you laugh. I hope it makes your heart thump – in a happy / romantic, not scary, way.

I hope it brings some sweet holiday spirit to your life.

With the help of the elves, Bellini’s Christmas Burlesque Show will be coming to you soon, I promise.

Cheers, all. Happy Thanksgiving. Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays. Stay sane.

Cathy