Hello peeps and hello December. My birthday is at the end of November (the 30th to be exact, if you’re thinking of sending a card next year or a gift, etc. (joke - kind of)) and so the beginning of December always feels festive to me due to some residual, very positive bday vibes drifting around (I am very pro-bday, which I know is not everyone’s position, so the day tends to put me in a convivial mood). In fact, you can see how seriously I take the joy that is a bday in how enthusiastically I approach wishing on my candle (stuck in a sundae here - ‘cause sundaes for life).
However, this year, although festivity is definitely in the air, so, too, is a lot of work to be done on my cookbook - oy. Because here’s the thing: cookbooks take a very long time to produce - like typically two full years from when you sign the contract to when the book pubs (i.e., I signed my contract in October of 2022 and Salty, Crispy, Cheesy, Herby Snackable Bakes pubs in October of 2024) - but the process very much personifies that old adage: hurry up and wait. So, since submitting my manuscript to my editor at the end of September, and then resubmitting it a few weeks later with her edits incorporated, I had nary a thought or responsibility cookbook-wise. Until now.
Cut to the Monday before Thanksgiving when I was in a cab on my way to the airport (I was heading to Scotland to see my older son who is spending a semester abroad there), when an email arrived alerting me that the copyedited version of my cookbook was ready for me to look at and any edits I now had, needed to be delivered back to the publisher by the Thursday after the holiday. Oy, again. And that is what I mean about hurry up and wait.
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