Is waiting. And waiting and waiting some more.
Seriously. The writing part is a rush. Even when I’m done a story and I revisit it to make sure it flows and flesh it out some more is fun. But then you send it off, this poor child of your mind and you wait. And wait to see if someone else loves it as much as you do.
And the worst part is no matter what a website says about response time wether it be 4,6, 8 weeks or a year, you start watching your email five seconds after you send it. And you watch it. And… Let’s just say I do it much more often that I should.
Then there’s the agony after a publisher has gone past their posted time limit but you don’t want to look over eager. So you wait and check your email every 3 seconds.
I lack patience. I admit that. I think an editor should know the first time they read a story if it’s good. I know it’s that way for me as a reader. Some stories I like, some suck, and others make me scramble for the net looking for more from the same author. And of course like most writers I suffer from an illness that makes me adamant that my story is like the BEST story ever. Seriously. Now if only the editors I send my manuscripts to feel the same way.
And that’s my rant.
Later. I’m off to check my email again.