Oct 15, 2010 17:07
So, today is the day. Today, I joined the ranks of novelists. Unofficially, I suppose. I finished, revised and submitted my first full length novel. It is upwards of 62K, so I guess that's kind of a short novel, but still, it makes the grade.
How do I feel? I'll let you know when the accept/reject news gets here.
Actually, I think I feel a bit blank. All the words have been written, for good or ill, it's out of my hands for the time being. I think it's a good story. I think it works. I think I will find it a home out there in e-pub land. And I think people will read it. I always think that. Even when the evidence points to the opposite being true, I think that. That attitude, more than anything, I think, is what makes me a writer. Because no matter how many rejections, no matter how many dismal royalty statements I get, I keep doing it.
Says a lot, doesn't it?
But before you get all, "awwww....she's going all pity party on us again", don't. I'm not. This business doesn't guarantee me anything. No one owes me anything. In my heart of hearts, I know this is right for me, so I keep doing it.
That's why I'm going to celebrate this weekend and if anyone comments and tells me one book I have out that you haven't read but want to, I'll send it to you. If more than one person comments, it will be a miracle, but I'll draw a name and send that person the book they want. If you've read everything, well...I don't know what to tell you, other than to thank you for your support from the bottom of my heart, and comment anyway. I'll think of something. :)
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