So now it's time for my agent to submit my work out to publishers. I've had several request full submissions of my book with the possibility of buying it. This is an exciting time in the life of an author, I am coming to realize. It's a waiting game, but full of positive thoughts and excitable energy. I'm finding it difficulty to concentrate on my normal, everyday, sometimes boring life as I wait to see if a publisher wants to buy my book. After that it's a whirlwind, I've heard so I am preparing myself for that craziness. Luckily, summer is coming up and I will have time to write and edit more, if need be.
Today I wrote on Twitter that waiting for a publisher to choose you is like waiting for a boy to call and I have been in that situation many times. You would think I would be used to this feeling by now. Sadly, I am not. How does one prepare for rejections, someone telling you that you're just not what they're looking for? Or on the opposite end of the spectrum that they are very interested in your book and want to be the one to turn your dreams into a reality? Both situations are unbelievable to me, but part of being a writer. It's something that I'm sure I will deal with forever and I'm making the decision to be okay with that.
If I somehow manage to get my book published it will be the culmination of a lifetime of hard work, imagination and determination that is my writing side. No matter what the outcome of all of this, I am putting aside my fears of bad reviews, lack of fans, harsh criticism and goodness knows what else for the possibility of seeing my book created solely out of my imagination in print (or eprint). I cannot express how that would feel. Many writers I know share this awe that is publishing. I've seen you post pictures of getting your books for the first time in print or attended your book launching and you are so excited and happy. I want that feeling more than I've ever wanted anything.
So, from the bottom of my heart and as my thirteen year old self would say sitting in my bedroom staring at the phone: Call, damnit!