07 October 2010
I've never been good at it; I'm an instant gratification type of person. If I see something that I want, I want to buy/have/use it immediately. Not when the budget may allow for it, whenever that may be, but NOW.
And writing a book requires a lot of waiting. For instance ... waiting to finish my revision. Technically, I'm not JUST waiting as I'm rewriting the story, but with the current schedule, it's taking forever. Which leaves me waiting, waiting to get it done, waiting to send query letters.
And like a glutton for punishment, I recently volunteered to wait for feedback.
In my last post, I mentioned that I'd planned to submit my work in a contest. Before I submitted my stories, I figured it would be good to get some feedback, so I asked a few friends and my husband to read the beginning of my stories.
As my husband lives in the same house, I recieved his feedback immediately; that left only my friends' comments. I didn't expect them to drop everything and read my stories, they do have their own lives to manage after all.
You do see where this is going, don't you?
To keep myself busy while waiting, on top of all the other household chores and writing activities that I have, I constantly checked my email in-box from my alpha readers. I checked as I walked by the computer. I made detours to the computer to check. If I heard the new email chime, I checked. I obsessed over checking for their comments.
I'm impatient, what can I say?
Sure enough, the comments arrived, and I breathed a sigh of relief, nothing too terrible. (Or maybe I should have been worried?)
The comments have been incorporated, and I submitted my two stories, hoping for the best. When will I hear back? No idea.
So, now I'm back to ... you guessed it ... waiting. Again. (sigh)