Waiting to hear news – any news at all – after submitting a manuscript is a special form of torture. Here’s what I’ve done so far today to distract myself from refreshing my email every 2 seconds:
Took my puppy for a looooooong walk
Ate a cookie
Started reading Cynthia Lord’s fabulous middle grade novel, A HANDFUL OF STARS
Ate a cookie
Started writing a new manuscript
Ate a cookie
Worked on the WPA SCBWI Fall Conference
Ate a cookie
Wrote a gushy ‘I love you and your work’ Facebook message to Mike Curato
Ate a cookie
Talked to my enormously talented and supportive critique partner, Jessica Young
Tried to eat a cookie, but I couldn’t.
There are no more cookies in this house. And still. . .no news. Gah!