An author faces the dilemma of proofreading the final version of his new baby - The Magic Eye

I had been anticipating this moment for days. The publisher advised that they had shipped my novel for a final proof read before authorizing print and publication. Every morning I woke up with the birds and waited for the post man to arrive. For six days I was disappointed and then on the seventh day it was in my letter box, the brand new, fully loaded, final proof of 'The Magic Eye'. This looks like a real book, feels like a real book and it should even read like a real book. So why am I scared to open it and have a read. Because I am, that’s why! Blood sweat and tears have gone into this book. Inspiration, innovation, perspiration and even exasperation have gone into this book. I am so excited, so full of expectation and so pleased. So why can't I open it and start to proof read? Maybe I'll have a glass of wine for some ‘Dutch Courage.’ Maybe I will go for a walk to psyche myself up. Maybe I will watch the television and wait till tomorrow. But it is sitting there, right in front of me. The cover has a big eye on the front and it is staring at me. Everywhere I go in the room the eye follows me. I swear it just winked at me. Why am I so nervous? I just am.