At last I can report some authorial work.  It's not that I'm not doing any (certainly not, I wrote 4,000 words yesterday), but that the day-to-day grind of churning out a first draft isn't that exciting.

Neither are galleys, but I'm going to write about them anyway.  For those who haven't heard the term, galleys are the final, final, final (and we do mean final) page proofs of the book.  It's the very, very last chance an author has to change their mind about anything.  Once they're done, they're done and that's that (until you get to the paperback, but boy, do publishers get sore if you want to change something there).

All of which is to say I've just sent off the final galleys for The Knife of Never Letting Go, my next novel which comes out on the fifth of May here in the UK (and in September in the US, and Jan 2009 in Italy and Germany and...).  In 479 pages, I only managed to find one typo (someone, probably me, had left the i out of "like").  I also deleted one sentence.  And that was as far as I got in changing my mind.  Too busy grinding out 4,000 words on the sequel I should think...