224 pages of text, 26 of notes, 44 pages of references) and 15 pages of hard-wrought index (WARNING: may contain elephants) of my latest tome have been corrected, primped, preened and finally sent back to the publisher.
The past fortnight (that's two weeks, you know) have been spent correcting the page proofs and compiling the index, an activity almost but not quite as bad as pulling teeth, but which after a while exerts its own austere pleasure, at least for dentists.
I broke ground on this project 28 months ago. I didn't really want to write it, but was eventually backed into a corner and ran out of excuses. Now it's done, I think it might have some value, despite several possibly unavoidable mi$takes, eccentricities and at least three genuine jokes.
But that's not for me to judge.
I couldn't have done it without the constant
It should come out early next year, and it is now available for pre-order.