I had no idea it would take this long, require so many revisions...er....let's be honest....not so much revisions as a total re-writes.
I had no clue that I would get the chance to work with the amazing editor, Becky Toyne, nor, that with a few strokes of her red pen, and a couple of brilliant suggestions, would help me to improve the final product more than I could have imagined.
Nor, did I imagine in my wildest dreams the support I would receive from so many amazing readers, each one of whom added another piece to the puzzle. The book is so much better because of each and every one of you.
And, Good Old Don Oravec! The ED of The Writer's Trust of Canada, who read the book, loved it, and recommended me to an agent. He called me a 'writer' and for the very first time, I allowed myself to believe that maybe people were not just being polite. Maybe I really was becoming a 'real' writer.
And, Anne McDermid, who sat across the table from me, and told me should had already picked out which actors would play the main characters in the TV series. Really?! Really??!!
After recalling the version I sent to Anne a couple of weeks ago in order to fix a few outstanding errors that I just couldn't let go, I finally sent off the final draft yesterday. (Of course, I sent it via email - but the Post Box just seemed more fitting in my Dumpy Grace accompaniment)
So, this is it. No more revising! No more nit-picking! No more thinking about Signy or Grace or the Tracker or The Line.
At least not until Dr. Solomon Smiles and his troubled wife, Lisa, compel me to scribble down their story. Who is Dr. Smiles? Is he a beloved 'doctor without borders', a caring husband, a loving father? Or, is he something far more sinister? And, who is his young wife, Lisa? Is she a modern day Eliza Doolittle, molded into her husband's idea of the perfect wife? Or, is she playing a twisted and deadly game of her own.
And, will Signy Shepherd, with the Tracker's help, be able to unlock their secrets in time to save her mentor and friend, Grace Holder, from an unimaginable fate?
Oh dear....
Exit...Stage Left....See you next time!
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