I've had a few emails from kind, interested people regarding the current state of affairs with The Book. (No, not That book...my book.) So here is my post about waiting, yes thank you for asking, but I am just waiting.
And, as I glance at my calendar and give myself (yet another) reality check, I see that it has now been a measly 2 weeks since the submission process started. That is practically prenatal in the publishing world.
I could email Wonderful Agent and bug her, she's is really nice and probably wouldn't mind...but I won't. I won't because I know if there were any news, she would have let me know.
But, I recently
Super, fantastic information. Of course neither of these sources mention anything about relieving psychological pressure while waiting. You just have to wait.
But then I'm reminded of this:
The Waiting Place…
…for people just waiting.
Waiting for a train to go or a bus to come, or a plane to go or the mail to come, or the rain to go or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow or waiting around for a
Yes or a No or waiting for their hair to grow.
Everyone is just waiting.
Waiting for the fish to bite or waiting for wind to fly a kite or waiting around for
Friday night or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake or a pot to boil, or a Better Break or a string of pearls, or a pair of pants or a wig with curls, or Another Chance.
Everyone is just waiting.
NO!That’s not for you!
Somehow you’ll escape all that waiting and staying.
You’ll find the bright places
where Boom Bands are playing.
…for people just waiting.
Waiting for a train to go or a bus to come, or a plane to go or the mail to come, or the rain to go or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow or waiting around for a
Yes or a No or waiting for their hair to grow.
Everyone is just waiting.
Waiting for the fish to bite or waiting for wind to fly a kite or waiting around for
Friday night or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake or a pot to boil, or a Better Break or a string of pearls, or a pair of pants or a wig with curls, or Another Chance.
Everyone is just waiting.
NO!That’s not for you!
Somehow you’ll escape all that waiting and staying.
You’ll find the bright places
where Boom Bands are playing.
And I realize that I might be standing on the edge of the waiting place. I might be about to get stuck in the waiting place. This is a very scary thought because I've been reading the blog of a perfectly nice, capable writer who has been swimming around in the waiting place for over a year and it doesn't sound like a happy place to me. I'm not sure, but I think the trick probably lies in not waiting. No, I'm not about to call up Wonderful Agent and tell her, "I'm done with this...I'm not waiting now, not ever!" I think it may only take a subtle shift in thinking. For example, when I get those well intentioned inquiries, "Any word yet?" I'll need to pish posh my hand and reply, "That! Why I haven't thought of that all day. Wonderful Agent has that under control. No, what I'm doing is getting super excited about where the next book is heading!"
Admittedly--I'll need to practice.
I need to shift my thoughts. Meaning, I need to pretty much forget about the fact that other people are (or are not) doing things with my book right now. Right now, all I'm doing is what I have been doing--writing another book.
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