Chugging along, doing some reading and some thinking.
This is the sort of thing you probably would not think about, but all writers have doubts, even apparent egomaniac extroverts like me. A good publisher knows this, and swats the doubts before they surface. I suppose if you want to be cynical, they have invested money, and don't want it to come unstuck, but I have always had very positive vibes from Allen and Unwin. Even when they sent me rejection slips on past proposals, they were positive :-)
So: farewell to sugar for now, and back to the rockets again. The draft contains some 19 500 words of more or less complete text, in several separated strands: I need to build these strands, tie them together and get a good idea of what the book will say, and I have one month to do it before I fly off to Turkey, leaving our (adult) children to mind the house. My target is about 55 000 words, so if I can do 2000 words a day, that will get me to about 80 000, and then I can start hacking back. But tonight, we are off to have dinner out: we have earned it.
Well, I got bogged down in the trivia of many, many pieces of paper, so the drawings didn't get done, but I sorted a few other things out and spent two hours trying to source engravings that I wish to use as illustrations. Now I know where there is a book that will tell me where to find them, and that the library is open late on Thursday. Tonight, some drawings must happen!