So, the end of the latest revision is in sight. Moshe just sent me the last 300 or so pages of his line-edit. I started on the final push this morning. We'll see how long I can keep going before I decide to be responsible and grade the stack of papers sitting on the chair next to me.
You know, I always wondered how it would feel to have some random editor looking at my work and forcing me to change things. However, it's actually rather pleasant--there isn't much 'forcing' going on at all. It's like I have this personal assistant who is willing to go through my manuscript line by line and find all the dumb little mistakes and fix them for me.
(We're not talking about spelling or grammar errors--there aren't many of those left in ELANTRIS. Other things, like sentence constructions or awkward phrasings, make up the bulk of the changes.)
It does feel a bit embarrassing when I come across one of those pages that bleeds red, though.