Sounds like a 12 step program or a disease. Well, disease it might be.
It's my label for the way I feel right now.
What do I mean? Oh, I subbed my farmer and I subbed my lawyer. Now I haven't spoken much about the lawyer, but if you read some of my older posts, you'll remember my farmer, Sully. Well, I think he's ready to see the light of publication... now hopefully the editor sees him the same way. And then there's the lawyer. He went to a different publisher because he's the follow up that goes along with Learning How to Bend, but it's got the distinction of being a stand alone story.
So why the anxiety? Oh, because if you're a writer, you know that feeling of "Did I write it well enough?", "Did I catch all the bugs in the story?", "Will the editor like it?", "How will I deal if the editor says no?"
Yup, all those thoughts are running through my head right now.
So what am I gonna do in the mean time?
Write. I have a couple of other irons in the fire and I'm not about to let them get cold or melt into oblivion. What else is there to do? If nothing else, it keeps me off the streets. And if they aren't what the publishing world wants, then I'll have others.
But I'm trying to think positive.
Then again, I'm a firm believer in not counting my chickens before their hatched... call it a throwback to my farm roots.