The Waiting Game
Happy belated New Year! I know, I know, I missed my post two weeks ago, but I blame the holidays for that. Now that’s over, I can concentrate on being a responsible blogger.
Unfortunately, with the end of the distraction of the holidays, I have to deal with my instant gratification problem. That’s one thing about writing that drives me insane: It’s not an industry that moves at the speed of light.
You spend weeks, sometimes months writing your story. When you reach The End, it’s just the beginning because then you have to edit and revise, make it pretty. After that, it’s on to critique partners and beta readers so they can look for things you’ve missed. Once you get the story back, you spend even more time weeding through it with a fine-toothed comb until it’s as polished as you can possibly make it.
Depending on your situation, this starts either a round of queries to agents and editors, or you send it along to your agent for them to send it along to editors. And then there’s the waiting. And waiting. And waiting.
That’s where I am right now with three books. Two are in the agent’s hands and one is in the beta reader’s hands. Now what do I do with myself?
Keep writing, of course! I already have a new story in mind, one completely unlike anything I’ve written before. Normally I stick to the paranormal being type stories, but this time I’m going ahead in time with no supernatural people. When I explained my story to my mother (who knows what makes me click) she looked at me in shock. Yes, shock, because what I intend to write doesn’t fit in with what I’ve done before. Which is a good thing, I think. Taking risks in writing is what keeps your edge sharp and readers interested.
So while I wait and wait, I’ll write and write.
But I really do wish this was an instant gratification industry. It’d be so much easier on my nerves. LOL