So I decided this morning I should introduce what I am working on right now. I have written a young adult fiction novel and soon (like in the next week or so) will be sending it off to agents to see what they have to say. Is it possible to feel a million emotions at once? It certainly feels like a million. Submitting to agents always felt like one of those someday occurrences in the far future, but never as a reality. Now it is so close I feel like I am jumping off a cliff into mist, not knowing what it below me. I know enough not to expect ten foot thick layer of feathers or even water. I can only hope there is a large inflated sea monster, or vines I can attempt to grab onto, or the very least squishy mud to catch my fall and not cement.
Either way I know this is going to be painful.