The day your book is in your hands is precious. You hold your newborn and wonder at its beauty and perfection!
Not for long!
Soon your grumpy self sees things that you dislike. You gasp in remorse after such a prolonged and painful delivery and wonder how it all began.
Tears may even flow with grief and anxiety.
Who will love this befuddled bundle? Will the critics throw it in the steel basket?
How did such a big error pass the gene test?
Who has purchased this deformed baby already? Gasp!
Where is my eager smile?
Can anything be retrieved?