
The nose of the car tips downward.
You don't scream. You don't raise your hands. Anyone watching would think you were calm, cool, collected. Fine. At ease. What they don't know is that your heart skipped a beat, totally and completely forgot to pump blood through your veins for a split second. They don't know that your stomach suddenly disappeared, took advantage of gravity and sank down, down, down so fast it might as well have been lead.
They don't know that you're holding your breath.
That's what it feels like to have completed your book, your edits, your polishing, your query, your agent list, and your synopsis. That's what it feels like to be ready.
1 comment:
Hope you like roller coasters! Because it's sort of like a repeat performance all the way through. ;) Just keep writing while you wait and it will be okay. Stay on the ride. Nice post btw!
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