Oh man, if I could count the number of times I’ve said I was done with my book in the past 6 months, well, I guess I would feel like a liar. But, seriously, this time I mean it!
Six full times through on my own, seven readers, eight if you include myself. 69,536 words. 184 single spaced pages. D-O-N-E.
I’m not allowing myself to read it again right now. I’m of the opinion I could make subtle changes to my words for centuries. I’m ready to ship this bad boy out and get started on something fresh, something new.
So, in the spirit of publicly decreed focus, here is my remaining to-do list:
1. Format the sucker. You know, double spaced, indents, all that fun crap I should have been doing from day one of Nanowrimo. You live, you learn.
2. Write my generic query letter to be tweaked per agent. Oh yeah, and I guess write a synopsis too.
3. Enter my last line edits from my two superstar remaining readers.
4. Send the beast out, (starting with the 31 agents I compiled last May).
5. Wait, hope, wait, start something new.
There you have it, a plan, a little excitement, a little trepidation, a little self-doubt, a little self-congratulations. A little of everything really.
I know in reality, if it’s ever going to be read by a larger audience, it’s not done, it will have more editing, more rewriting as it moves through the various states of either traditional or self-publishing. But at least for today, it’s D-O-N-E.