Editing this book is finally a treat—even ten minutes on a single sentence no longer frustrates. Making it as good as humanly possible—finally seeing my vision fructify.

Now it’s even better than I ever envisioned—my designs have shifted much since I’ve spent so many great periods on (and away from) it.

Perhaps what’s even more exciting is the prospect of returning to my first novel in another five years. Sure it’s fatally flawed (just like Mr. P), but it’s my most ambitious and darkest. Sure, I’ve written a thousand page novel that was pretty bleak, but it pales compared to the first.

More and more and more and many more to come…