Done in under a month... Tuesday, August 28, 2007 |
Mood: Good but a teeny bit insecure.
What I'm Listening To Right Now: ESPN on TV
So I finished the book last week, one day shy of the one month of writing mark. I can't tell you how strange that is. It still boggles the mind that I, the person that took a year and a half to writer her first book, wrote a book that I'm completely proud of in a month.
But I swear I'll stop talking about that.
Now it's time for the important stuff. I need to take the next week or so and edit the book and get it just the way I like it. It's strange but there isn't actually a lot that I feel like I need to change. There are a few small things that I know I need to switch around and tweak but otherwise, I actually like my first draft a lot. Again, weird.
The other task at hand is my query letter, which is the letter that I write to literary agents explaining why I'd like them to represent me, the plot of my book and who I am. In one page. One. Yeah... that won't be hard at all.
And I'm not freaking out about it in the least, if that's what you're thinking. Totally not. Psst. No. Not worried at all.
Okay, so I sort of couldn't sleep last night. And my workout suffered a little today when I would stop suddenly and have to take a deep breath, not out of cardiovascular necessity, but because I thought I might hyperventilate.
Other than that though, I'm totally cool with it.
The next few months will be a very interesting time for me. I'm scared, excited, nervous, insecure and secure. I mean, I love this book, I really do. But that confidence wavers a little when you're sending it to agents who really know their stuff.
Not to mention that the fact that I have my hopes up is such a red flag. I'm a realist. So this whole "I think this is it" feeling is very, very new.
Fingers crossed.
-B
What I'm Listening To Right Now: ESPN on TV
So I finished the book last week, one day shy of the one month of writing mark. I can't tell you how strange that is. It still boggles the mind that I, the person that took a year and a half to writer her first book, wrote a book that I'm completely proud of in a month.
But I swear I'll stop talking about that.
Now it's time for the important stuff. I need to take the next week or so and edit the book and get it just the way I like it. It's strange but there isn't actually a lot that I feel like I need to change. There are a few small things that I know I need to switch around and tweak but otherwise, I actually like my first draft a lot. Again, weird.
The other task at hand is my query letter, which is the letter that I write to literary agents explaining why I'd like them to represent me, the plot of my book and who I am. In one page. One. Yeah... that won't be hard at all.
And I'm not freaking out about it in the least, if that's what you're thinking. Totally not. Psst. No. Not worried at all.
Okay, so I sort of couldn't sleep last night. And my workout suffered a little today when I would stop suddenly and have to take a deep breath, not out of cardiovascular necessity, but because I thought I might hyperventilate.
Other than that though, I'm totally cool with it.
The next few months will be a very interesting time for me. I'm scared, excited, nervous, insecure and secure. I mean, I love this book, I really do. But that confidence wavers a little when you're sending it to agents who really know their stuff.
Not to mention that the fact that I have my hopes up is such a red flag. I'm a realist. So this whole "I think this is it" feeling is very, very new.
Fingers crossed.
-B
Labels: Book Two