This morning I put final touches on the book, and it is now in the hands of an agent. And so, the waiting and a new flavor of fretting begins.
I am not sure how to feel about it. Part of me is ready to cast about for new ideas to research. However, I’m not even sure if this one is going to launch, so that’s obviously a bit premature. Part of me is ready to turn back to previous projects and see what I can do with those, although that raises a number of other questions that I’ll need to address, because they are completely different in tone, focus, and audience, and I don’t know the ethics and etiquette of agent or publishing politics. (And, let’s be honest, I’m not sure I’d be terribly effective at juggling that many checklists/emotions/calendar items. Mostly emotions.) Part of me looks at the bigger picture and curls up in a ball for a nap.
So I think, perhaps, I will go on hiatus. Summer break starts for our school district tomorrow. I have all manner of plans for our youngster, and many of them involve reading. I suppose I would not be ill-advised to make up a list of similar plans for myself. I know I want to finish the Outlander series, and then I have a whole shelf full of other books—two shelves, even— that I won’t have time to finish before school starts again.
Happy Summer Reading Program, everyone.