So I wrote this book and it was supposed to be called The Angel and the Devil and then I changed that to The Angel or the Devil, because prepositions make all the difference, and then, well, shucks, after many ‘discussions’ (please imagine really exaggerated air-quotes at this point) with my publisher, it has been changed again. It’s now White Crow, and actually, I’m pretty happy with that.
And also, and VERY strangely for me, I’m really enjoying working on the rewrites for it. Usually I hate this bit so much, and I figure it’s the bit where I actually earn my money, because it’s the only bit of writing that feels like work… Maybe this time is different because writing the first draft was harder than usual. It all comes out in the wash, swings and roundabouts, what goes around comes around, somebody up there must really hate me….*
* please supply your own cliché if these are not to your taste.