I finished my rough draft for book 1 a few weeks back. I think I may have underestimated how long revision would take...or I might be lazy. Regardless of all those things, one thing is true. I wanted to start submitting my manuscript as soon as I finished typing the last words.
I don't think this is an uncommon feeling. I finished. The symbol that represented my story was complete. I sat in the same room as a copy of my narrative completely printed out and ready to entice readers. It enticed me.
"I'm finished." It said.
"No you're not." I said. "You need revision."
"I am whole." It said. "You have created me."
It was right. It gave me a heady and almost omnipotent feeling just thinking about it. I, the creator...I wanted to believe, I did believe, but deep in my heart I knew the truth.
"But I have not perfected you."
My manuscript accepted my words and waited. But not before I had started sending out query letters. That may have been a poor choice. Perhaps I should have waited until I finished revisions. I sent out two queries and stopped. I have only conjecture at this time, but one day I will look back and know the truth. Submit as soon as possible, or submit when finished. I have a feeling that the moment lay somewhere in between.
Keep working. Keep writing. I imagine that I will begin submitting again after my second draft.
Good luck to you all.
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