The mad rush is finally at an end. I've sent out two or three short stories a month for God knows how long now, and I can finally stop to catch my breath. Well, not really. I still have a few more anthologies to submit to, but they are not for a few months. But that isn't what I need to focus on right now.
All my attention is turning towards my poor neglected novel.While Esther, Bryan, and Thomas have not had any rest either, their first adventure together is gathering electronic dust. But no longer!
I really am excited to get back to work on finishing and finally submitting this beauty. The short stories both gave insight on how the characters live and also my own writing methods. The rejections from the past few months have also taught me about what market this book does and does not belong to.
Last year, I had an opportunity to send Resurrected Thief to a publisher I really really really wanted. However, I knew the book wasn't finished. First, it physically wasn't. I had about two chapters to go. Second, it still felt there was something else missing to the whole adventure. In all my plotting and scribbling for the short stories, I finally worked out that missing piece. I'm still bummed about missing that chance--and two other smaller houses I really liked closing to open submissions--but I'm glad I waited. The book and all its characters are much better off now.
I think I'm ready for the next step.
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