Thanks to all who played along & had fun with the questions yesterday! If I ever have a cocktail party I'm inviting all of you to help keep things interesting. For those who mentioned, I'm totally cool with anyone wanting to use the idea for your blogs. I like answering questions!
** Sidenote: Quil, if you're reading this, you really DO need to get one of these fandangled blog things. All the cool kids are doing it these days!**
Okay so back on track here, Tracy. See, I even wind up procrastinating in my post about procrastination.
I've always known that procrastination (or dawdling as my grandmother would have put it) is one of my biggest obstacles in life. I consider myself a Type A personality with slacker tendencies. If I can't do something perfectly, I'd almost rather not do it at all. When I'm excited about something I get all Rain Man. I can spend hours writing or watching baseball (or a Deadliest Catch marathon -- seriously, that show is addictive), and I'm golden. Ask me to spend ten minutes looking over benefits insurance and I start to hyperventilate.
Here's where I'm stuck: I know I need to start querying again -- let's face it, agents aren't going to come knocking on my front door asking if I have a story they could take a look at. I need to jump back in with both feet. Problem is, I'm still hesitating for some reason.
Now I'm thinking -- "Maybe I need to do one more quick revision of the first chapter", "Perhaps I should revamp the ending completely", "Maybe the phrasing in my synopsis is a little clunky and I should take another look at it."
These are all viable questions, except yesterday I wasn't worried about any of those things!! Today - my self imposed deadline to start querying again - the questions are flying at me from every angle.
Can I tell you a little secret? I know it sounds crazy, because at this point it's totally putting the cart in front of the horse. But I just realized, I've spent so much time focused on learning how to snag an agent, that I don't know anywhere near as much about what comes after. So at this point, I'm almost as intimidated at the idea of being accepted, as I am about being rejected.
I think I need to see a shrink! ;o)
Anyway, Happy Friday All!!! (Except for those of you where it isn't Friday anymore...in which case I bid you a happy Saturday)