“All that I wanted were things I had before. All that I needed I never needed more. All of my questions are answers to my sins. All of my endings are waiting to begin.”
From Circle by Slipknot
I thought I had my packet for Steve Laube all ready to go Friday but I realized at the last minute that I was lacking a SASE. So, it went out Saturday morning. It should be in Phoenix no later than tomorrow, I would think. I was more nervous on Friday than I was right before I clicked ‘send’ on the Turner Publishing query. Sending a hard copy query is totally different than emailing one. Especially a query that is accompanied by fifty pages of the manuscript. I was a little bit queasy. I’ll probably lose my lunch if I have to send all 318 pages hard copy. There’s a big difference in uploading an attachment to an email and printing out two-thirds of a ream’s worth of your soul, putting it in a flat rate box and sending it to a stranger.
Now, the question is, how nervous am I going to be now that I have to watch, not only my email for replies, but the mailbox and my cellphone. And I’ve got to be looking for two or three different area codes. No, I’m not so confident to be expecting a phone call, but I am confident enough to think it’s a possibility. I know there’s an agent out there with the intestinal fortitude to believe in Lost Gods as much as I do. I’d like to find him or her sooner rather than later. But I will just have to remain patient and have faith that things will happen right on time according to God’s schedule.