I had a consult today with a man from this publishing house.
It was regarding my manuscript that I had submitted for a competition a couple of months ago. Though I wasn’t on the short list of people who won the prize of professional development for their manuscript, I had purchased the feedback component where I got some positive and constructive thoughts on my YA work.
Before the session, I had been really idle, patiently waiting, not feeling any urge to re-work it or do anything proactive like that.
I was just watching the box, so calmly.
But after the consult? I felt like this:
The box had exploded! My mind was buzzing! More more more my body told me, the words and thoughts of the story and what I could do just whirring around in my mind, to the point that I had to sit right down and do something about it.
Enter draft #546, or something like that. 😂
I love the passion and resurgence of emotion that has awoken in me, and I sure as hell need it as I go through the work of re-drafting, yet again.
It may seem tedious to some, but as Liz Gilbert would say, it’s my flavour of shit sandwich.