Finally. It was several years in the making, but I have just electronically turned in my manuscript of the animal rights book to the publisher. It came in at between 90,000 and 100,000 words, not surprising given that “short-winded” is not exactly my strong suit.
I can’t tell you what a relief it is to be done. Much work remains, of course. Editing can be a cruel and painful process. But most of it now is in the hands of the publisher.
I am going to take a week off, except for SHS, rest, and paint the bedroom. And then I will get back to the lecture circuit, writing articles, and return to recording Brave New Bioethics podcasts, which I sorely neglected in the press of the looming book deadline.
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