At the Kindergarten Door
It’s Sunday afternoon, and I’m up to my neck in a task both thrilling and stultifying: I’m giving Grow With the Flow its last look-over before it goes to the printer. It’s thrilling, of course, to see it so close to publication. It’s mind-numbing, of course, to look at page after page, making sure each illustration is where it goes, that no page has been misplaced to the wrong chapter – piddly detail that matters, but scarcely rivets one’s attention. If I’m not careful, I slip into actually reading a bit of the book. Of course, that goes against what I should be focusing. But you can imagine there’s quite a mix of emotions when you read a sentence one last time before it gets set in stone. It feel s a bit like letting go of your first-born’s hand outside the Kindergarten door!
Well, this was going to be about Brazil. That’s for the next post now.
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