It’s a beautiful and relatively warm Saturday. (for October) Kids are out playing. Grown ups are out playing. I can see them and I can hear them. And what am I doing? I’m in my studio, sitting at a computer, and reading The Hatbox Murders, which I’ve already read and edited nearly a dozen times over the last two years. Writing is work. Galley proofing is my final chance to help the editors and publisher ensure that everything is perfect. And that’s a wonderful way to spend a beautiful Saturday.