So last week I got my copyedits. I actually got them in the mail the day before we left on our little trip, and I was a bit worried that they wouldn't arrive before we left, and I'd have this mess of dealing with getting them back from the post office or whatever, but then HURRAY! they came right on time, looking only slightly...battered. :)
The outsides were intriguing enough! (I love getting mail, real mail, in my mailbox...brown paper packages tied up with string, you know!)
You know what else was awesome? Michelle (my new bff) used a colored pencil to mark all the changes and suggestions and questions and typesetting marks. And do you know what color she used? My favorite, of course. (This would be purple.) So my mistakes were even aesthetically pleasing!
All these little excitements, though, were really nothing in comparison with the thrill of marking changes on the physical paper, thinking--this is it. From here on, my story exists outside of my computer file. (No, I did not go through my computer file and make the changes.) At my editor's suggestion, I read through the entire manuscript out loud, and as I read through each sheet and made neat, upside-down pile next to my desk (I feel like I should have Michelle look this over--does upside-down have a hyphen???), the words were getting closer and closer to being an actual book.
An actual dream come true. :)