It has been a busy few days. My publisher send over the final draft, the corrected proof. The thing that everyone will read. The final font and the final words that will go on the final pages that make a final book. How do I feel about that? I melted dow, a little. Join me from some frank ideas about feelings about book girth-ness as my book goes to the printer. Please like, subscribe to me over at youtube and iTunes and join me for free book giveaways and more about my memoir 10,000 Miles with my Dead Father's Ashes at http://devingalaudet.com/dad.