On a Novel Titled "The Bird Saviors"

So a few months ago I blogged about finishing my new novel ms., The Bird Saviors, & how the completion occurred by describing a rather simple detail—a man drinking a glass of water—that has greater implications and reverberations than one might usually think. Since then the novel went through the channels of agent, then editor, and is now bought (signed, sealed, delivered) and scheduled for publication in the spring. I’ve been writing on it for four years, which seems a lifetime.
It was actually a “Lost” novel, in that I wrote a first draft, kept neglecting to back up the document on my laptop, whose harddrive subsequently crashed, destroying the entire novel. A 300-page ms gone—no print-out, no nothing. I rewrote it from memory.