Yes . . . I know I said I wouldn’t be blogging about anything except revising, but the title for this one just hit me like a brick falling from the sky (without resulting in unconsciousness), and so I just had to write it.
For most people, being told by an agent that you really respect that they loved your work and want to read more of it would be a great, wonderful, experience. Sane, rational, people don’t break out in a sweat and start hyperventilating. Not that I did that. Well, much.
It’s just that I’ve worked so long on my novel, and now that I’m coming to the part where I have to submit it, I’m scared. One of my writer friends said in a yoda-like voice “You should be.” Thanks for that.
She’s right, though. Being scared means I’ll stay humble and make sure that the manuscript is as good as I can make it. While I’m happy to have a great opportunity to possibly land an agent that could sell my book to the right people and help me with my career as a writer, I’m staying humble. After all, so many things could happen. The agent could say no. The agent could say yes, but then she might not sell the book. The agent could say yes, then she could sell the book, and then maybe no one buys the book.
See? I’m waaaaaaay humble.
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