Oh my.

I was in my study, working on planning on getting ready to pack to go to Alchemy, the Georgia burn, when a knocking came at my door.

Uttering a mild oath, I went downstairs to see who was disturbing me. It was fellow Lichtenbergian and publisher Jeff Bishop, and he had...

... three proof copies of the book.

I may have squeed a little.

I'm taking them with me to the burn, where I'm sure I will go through them thoroughly.

Just kidding.  I'm taking them to show off.

Soon—so soon—you will be able to give me money.