Thursday, July 28, 2011
But then: The weather changes or a note floats in or someone makes you laugh or you don't (at last!) ruin the cha-cha. Today it was a call from Tamra Tuller of Philomel that shifted my mood. I'll just say this: The care she has taken of Small Damages, my Seville-centric novel that she recently acquired, has been nothing short of extraordinary. A year away from publication and already the page proofs are in, immaculate, and gorgeously designed. She takes the time to call and ask about a hyphen here, two extra words, a number. I don't think she knows how valued she is, though I tell her. She makes it sound like nothing special.
Except that it's something very special.