Tuesday, May 20, 2008
It's amazing to me how much of our lives revolve around one word. Waiting.
Waiting for a car, graduation, job, raise, spouse, house, child, success, happiness. The more immersed I become in trying to find an agent, the more I wait. And the more I think about what that means. But that's what I'm doing. I'm waiting.
After several agent queries, I finally heard back from one, a very nice agent who is currently (hopefully) reading my book. It's been a few weeks, but as we all know... it can take months to hear back. So I wait. I'm staying busy; working on a sequel, cooking and cleaning and living my life as if I weren't waiting at all.
Maybe that's the key? Living as though we aren't waiting for anything, going about our business like busy little bees. Easier said than done. Maybe I should take my own advice about being a busy bee and clean my front window. Look at those cobwebs!