Another Book in the Can

I got a major problem off my back today. I finished proofreading the galleys for the cookbook. I was supposed to have them in New York by Monday, but when I got them ready to go, I realized I wasn't completely sure which address to send them to.

Damn it. Now I have to ship them on the day they're supposed to be on my editor's desk. Like he doesn't drink enough Maalox as it is.

I will make an effort to resume blogging. But the sensation of stress melting away is making it difficult.

I'm so proud of this book. My first book did okay. I don't think the second one really did anything. This one, I have great expectations for. If I can just avoid having it pigeonholed.

I think I've finally done something really worthwhile. Sometimes I think about practicing law, and how crazy it was to let it go. But when I read some of the chapters in the book, I'm so pleased with the quality, I feel like I had no choice. And aside from the writing, I actually came up with some good recipes. If there's another good, reliable, easy street pizza recipe out there, I am unaware of it. I should get a Nobel Prize for that.

Still too fried to write. But I will return.

Mmm..."fried."