Thursday, July 21, 2011

changes

It's always something, one more word. The exact opposite of painting, where it's work for awhile, and then it's DONE. Sometimes there's a bit of back and forth about how far is too far in terms of working a painting, but it's not a big deal.

But a book, the thing is never done, it just gets to the day of PRESS and then you're done. Until the next printing, at least.

I like it this kind of work, but too much of it would be deadly. It's too closed in, boxed in by words, paper, screen. Sanity depends in part upon working with your hands. Like painting or cooking or music or digging or washing and cleaning. My favorites because of the instant feedback.

I can't wait to see the finished book.

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