Haunted by Metaphors
Just shows to go ya: yesterday, early morning, I made the comparison of this book writing, printing and publishing process to giving birth. Yesterday afternoon, the metaphor took a strange twist: the water broke.
My rep from Edwards Brothers called to check in on me. She had passed me along to the press folks a few weeks back, so just wanted to be sure I was still feeling good about the book project. Yes, mostly, I told her, but frankly, I'm disappointed that the April 14 print date didn't work out.
"Oh, we are three 24-hour press days behind. A water main under the main printing press room broke and filled it with several inches of water. The building foundation had to be inspected to be sure it could continue to support the big presses, and adjacent workers had to leave while flooring repairs were made because there was asbestos somehow in the flooring."
Wait a minute: I thought when the water broke, that moved the birthing process along FASTER! Stop the presses! My metaphors are breaking up!
Comments
These are the tales you're going to be able to tell around hearths and campfires when you exchange war stories with other authors in the years to come!
Posted by: pablo | April 15, 2006 9:09 AM
Awww...I thought you'd be reading from the new book tonight at the spoken word open mic.
Posted by: colleen | April 15, 2006 10:27 AM