In the story of the longest book I wrote, another chapter was written, not in the book -- yet -- but about its formation. Last week, my good friend and editor, Julia, suggested I put the book down for a few months and come back to it with a fresh mind to re-edit it. At the time, I said "If I put it down, I may never pick it up again as it's taken too much out of me." True to my words, I put it on the screen to edit and all I feel for what was my great achievement is "Am I doing the right thing?" After over a year's graft and with still close to 100 pages to edit, this story has gone into the realms of getting to the point where I am sickened by the sight of it. This could be the book which makes me and brings my work to readers -- if it sells -- on the other hand, if it fails, this may well be the book of my epitaph. Over the year, I have grown to love the characters I created and the lives they lived in the book. Even now, I am changing the sto