Back from Black
Hello again, hello. I experienced my first Super Diamond concert last month, and those lyrics are singing in my head as I write. If you have not yet partaken of the greatness that is SD… you must.
Since attending the Rocky Mountain SCBWI conference back in September I have been offline getting my manuscript polished up. Again. Nothing like a conference to make you rethink everything, you know?
I swear, given more time I would probably continue to edit and revise and refine this book until it was something altogether different and unrecognizable from its original self. Not to mention the damage I can do after attending a conference, webinar or reading a blog post from an agent or an editor that speaks of some flaw that I most certainly have peppered throughout my book. I have cried uncle. Enough. I have to put this baby down.
Its out of my hands, actually. I just sent it off to a couple of publishing folks and finally feel at peace. Making the decision to call it ready and send it off made me more angst ridden than I am now. Actually, I was on a deadline after the conference, so even that made it easier. My part is done. I think I’ll start querying in earnest after the holidays.
Tomorrow marks the first anniversary of my book’s inception. It has been trolling through my mind like a big secret for more than ten years, and now I have tens of thousands of words on hundreds of pages and can finally say she is complete and shopping for a home. I even made a little mini website for her. Check it out. :)
Happy Holidays folk. Please be safe. Do not throw food. No drinking and driving. And remember there is always room for marshmallows!
