I believe I am living proof that it can. Ever since I began the last read-through prior to publication, those ultimate fine-tooth-comb checks, I have been in a very strange mental state indeed; a state that carries through into my dreams, which have become so strange and frightening I dare not write them down. ha ha, only joking. Or am I…?
Mostly, I have become plagued by the conviction that the book is full of tedious repetition and endless navel gazing. It’s not, I have checked, repeatedly (believe me, I HAVE checked many, many, many times). I think it’s just I’ve read the same passages so often, they haunt my sleep and every waking moment.
I cannot wait for this thing to be finished and published. So I can start work on the sequel!
::cue manic laughter::