Diary Entry – February 2014
You may remember last time ended with the tuck jumps. Having sorted out the mattress and taken analgesia for back pain, normal behaviour was resumed by mid-January 2014.
Getting over the first hurdle was amazing but the euphoria fleeting as anxiety levels steadily increased. Thankfully February saw regular updates from publisher regarding the novel’s progress through the selection process.
Having made it over the first hurdle, the second involved presenting the whole manuscript to a senior editor and genre-appropriate board members. These too had positive outcomes. Hurdle three involved senior editor presenting manuscript to full board.
Each letter was anticipated with a mixture of trepidation and nervous excitement. Coping mechanism of dissociation was abandoned. New strategy involved ripping letters out of the postman’s hand before he could get down the driveway. Rather embarrassing when he didn’t have anything for my address.
All but the last hurdle had been cleared. The final decision rested with the chief editor. “Failure is sometimes the yardstick by which we measure our success”. No idea who said that however I take comfort from the words.
Didn’t help when I heard of another would-be author who planned to decorate her bathroom with rejection letters.
Diary Entry – March 2014
Finally the day arrives. It’s a Friday, quite bright and sunny. Not really looking out for the postman, just need to do lots of jobs in the hallway. And finally he arrives and pushes something through letterbox. Small tingle ran down spine as I saw publisher’s logo on a large A4 envelope. Letter from chief editor with contract enclosed! Good heavens. Job done? Little did I know but the hard work was only just beginning… WTS