So this is a break from my normal High School Tuesday post. The reason is simple.
I'M ON SUBMISSION!!!!!
And though I should take my own advice and forget about it, I'm finding it to be nigh unto impossible. It's like this wormy anxiety that's living just under the surface of my skin. I try to ignore it, but it's like a constant bleep or brain worm or a tic.
Friends ask me, "Aren't you nervous?" And no, nervous isn't really the right word, because I'm still so completely flabbergasted that I'm at this point. Sometimes I just giggle at the surrealness of it all. Me, an agent? Me, completed manuscripts? Me, on submission? That in itself, ladies and gentlemen, is akin to winning the lottery these days.
And then I remember, "Uh, lady, lest you forget you sat butt in chair every morning for a good year and a half - religiously - no breaks for good behavior." Right. I did work hard. And for years before that I stuck my toes in and out of the water before I finally committed 100% to this writing thing.
But like that kid I was who would tear away the corner of the Christmas wrapping so I would KNOW what I was receiving (hi mom :0)), now I'm an adult who can't stand to wait. And this waiting is killing me! What's more, I really, really want to know if I get to keep writing about the world and characters I created in this novel. Because my real hope is, this book will lead to two more.
So fingers and toes crossed, good karma thrown to the wind, whispers, dreams, luck, and maybe a smidge of magic that my horsegirl and her horse will live to see readers.
In the meantime, I'm going to try and forget about it by working on something completely different.
And you, how do you deal with the waiting game of the kidlit world?