Proof copy for the remastered Flight Of The Vajra went thud on the doorstep last night. No wonder it left a dent. Look at that thing. It probably stops point-blank .22s!
I'll be giving the inside the full rundown this coming weekend, but a cursory once-over tells me it's good.
I'm still amazed this thing turned into the monster it did. No, maybe not amazed; it's actually easier than it looks to write a long book these days. It's hard to write one that sustains its length, though, and I'm still dubious with myself as to whether I pulled that off here. But I'm still proud of what I ended up with.
To steal an old chestnut: "If I had more time, I would have written a shorter book."
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