It’s something I used to say to my kids all the time when they were impatient. “Patience, grasshopper and all will be revealed.” I’m probably paraphrasing that from the old tv show Kung Fu, which is I believe where I heard it.

I’ve got to exercise that patience right now. I’ve been waiting to heard on three manuscripts out with agent and/or editor. One has been two months, one has been three months, and one has been more than four months.

*deep breath*

Patience, grasshopper.

As a writer, the hardest part is not the writing, or the blank page, or the hellacious edits. Oh no, it’s the waiting to find out if you’re getting offered a contract. At the moment, I am adrift without one.

I know I could self-pub, absolutely I could, but these three are novels. I’m not ready for that responsibility yet in self-pubbing. For a short story, it’s different. More of a taste of what a reader could get from me (this is my experience y’all, not everyone’s). I pay for the cover and the editing, which isn’t a huge amount, and done.

To self-pub a novel turns me into the publisher, and everything that entails. I’m definitely not prepared for that, although one day I might be. For now I must be patient but it’s damn hard. And I appreciate everyone else’s patience waiting to hear about those three books. Thank you for teaching me to smile and keep on keeping on.

*back to my WIP*