I have a lot more work to do on "The Unintended Stray" after doing an on-paper edit on it. As much as I love trees, there's something really useful in a hands-on read through your writing. I have all sorts of notes over the pages, and I must now translate them. I'm a ways from where I first envisioned the book, but I think it has grown and shaped itself as I've worked on it. Of course, there's the nagging fear that this is all stupid and pointless and terribly written, not insightful or enjoyable at all. At some point, you have to decide to move forward and endure dismal failure if it happens.
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