Publisher Hunt

A 4-post collection

I did it!

I sent Adapting off and now the waiting game begins. The last potential publisher gets to wait until July or the other lot gets back to me, whichever happens first. They are my last, best hope (help me Obi-Wan Kenobi...). One gets back in 30 days, so word by the 12th of March or they don't want me. Their loss.

But I did it. I was brave and sent off the files they demanded. Yay me. Now I have most of an entire day to collapse into an anxious heap.

I have plenty to distract myself with: HAM windows, actually just playing around with shit for funzies, table top day...

Discoveries made: Whilst Taco Bell does a very nice carb feast, it also gives me the Death Cough(tm)1 so I won't be going there too often. If I am, I'll probably be sticking to some less carby options.

One bonus with Taco Bell - when they say frozen drinks, they don't fuck around. Can't sip 'em for at least twenty minutes, folks. They really freeze 'em there.

Onwards.

The rest of my family isn't awake yet, so I'm doing my own nerdy things until they wake up. I don't really feel like learning anything today, so it's likely going to be farting around for funzies or napping.

I got a lot of nothing to do and I plan on enjoying it.

  1. I'm not dying, I'm just doing a very scary impersonation of the last act of Camille.

I Just Wanna Goof Off

What I gotta do:

  • This blog
  • Instant story
  • 1000 words so I can get up to 15K in B'Nar
  • Figure out and obtain a birthmas gift for Mayhem

What I want to do:

  • Space out
  • Play games
  • Watch/listen to Critical Role
  • Sleep more

Not only did I stay up later than normal, last night, but I'm also battling the "nobody wants me" worm-eatin' blues. All because the publishing house I sent Adapting to has not yet got back to me about

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Time Flu

I don't know what's going on with me, but it might be interesting to look into it. My batteries are regularly drained by the end of the day. Protein doesn't help. Sugar certainly won't. Having a meal doesn't quite get me back up there, but the willingness to cook it is missing.

Yay.

I probably have the morbs plus anxiety because trying to sell Adapting is getting to me. That and the fact that I'm only halfway towards the Lappy of my

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The wait begins

I could not recover the email that my system ate. Woe. So I rewrote it. And sent it. And now I am merely attempting to not perish from the sheer anxiety of it.

8th House, the first publisher on the block, has stated nothing about simultaneous submissions nor a turn-around time. Darn. I feel like I should wait until September before trying another publisher, repeat in October, and then lurk off the radar until February. Thus avoiding the stench of NaNo.

Nothing

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