Sorry, for not updating here about the novel for so long. Things have been crazily spinning all around us, meaning Mr. Bandookwala and myself, the author. We decided, after a 100-page printout of the novel was printed and spiral bound that the first chapter required some more tweaking. That's because when we read the first chapter - in the printed form - we went, "eek." That's one disadvantage of being a writer. An artists can standback and know immediately what needs to be corrected, a shade here, a deeper stroke of paint there, but for a writer? It's only when he/she prints the output and holds it before him/her that he shakes his/her head and says, "No, this won't do." So it's better late than be imperfect. We are back to the laptop writing, re-writing, editing, striking out whole paragraphs.
After all, that's what a writer's life is about. Isn't it.