I freely admit to anyone who looks remotely interested, that I have no idea what I am doing. In preparing my book for publication, that is. My editor, kindly and helpfully sent me my manuscript back with some suggestions and a few little typos/odd words I might like to consider. I worked tirelessly to rewrite most of the book, moved chapters around, wrote new scenes...apparently, that wasn't really needed. It was mostly OK. I also sent the book back shiny and tidy - also not quite what they were expecting. Apparently, I should have left 'track changes' on, to make it easier for them to see what I was up to and where I had made changes. You live and learn. He asked how I write and for the life of me, I couldn't explain it. Although, through the blog, I can look back and see that I follow exactly the same path each time.
I suspect this first book will be a steep learning curve, but I'm also learning something else. I was expecting a boss/employee relationship but it isn't really like that. They have more faith in my ability to write than I do. There are other people who all want to help, unlike the MA where people show you where you could do better.
The search for an agent and then a publisher is so hard, so long and agonising that I wasn't really ready to succeed. There are so many more books and articles on selling yourself and your work, and very few on what happens next. I'm working my way to getting more confident with the process, and ready for the next step. Meanwhile, I have officially delivered book 1. Hooray!
Now it goes off to a copy editor, who will see it with fresh eyes, and pick up all the sillies (I hope). Then it's back to me for the next stage. Wow. Meanwhile, the arguments about the cover and the lettering go on, but I'm happy with it. It's all good. I have faith in them, they are all trying to make my book look better and sell better when it comes out in October.