The holidays flew in like a helicopter, scattering the pages of my poetry book hither and yon. Thanks to my super-organized laptop desktop, I can still see the book exists, but I know it's full of red editing marks and green suggestions that must be cleaned up before we can publish.
What's cool is the CreateSpace technology keeps improving and becoming easier, so if we stall for time a little, the whole process will be much less time-consuming. This gives me a moment to mull over the poems to include and wonder if I should leave out the ones that might hurt people's feelings. Sigh. I was only thinking about art, not people's feelings. But my lovely partner, Coleen, who has caring tendencies, pointed out a few boners I might have to edit out, so...
