I’m almost done my manuscript. I thought I was done over a year ago, but with a lot of help from my fellow restless writers, I determined that this was not the case and re-wrote the first 100 pages.
This draft is tight. I’m really happy with it. But as much as I long to start cranking out some queries, part of me doesn’t want it to end. I like my characters, especially the saucy one, and I don’t want to leave their world quite yet.
I’m also having pre-query-jitters, similar to those felt by my sister when she plunged into the online dating pool: you’re putting yourself out to the masses and hoping someone likes what you have to offer. At least I don’t have to include a picture…