Looking back and forth between my original draft and my current manuscript seems to bear this out. The former was a story, fit to be heard, but not read. If we still lived in the age of Oral Tradition, I’d have released the bugger unchanged and relied on future bards to tweak the nonsense into perfection. However, the legacy of Gutenberg means that there will be ONE copy that goes to print. The thing has to be golden. And that requires a team. The first person to join me in…
Hugh Howey