My showcase materials have been submitted. My manuscript is polished and sent to sensitivity readers. My query and agent list are ready. I've reached The End and now I can sleep -- if I can, but I can't.
Anxiety. Insomnia. Thoughts of "what have I just done?".
I guess I'm pretty numb, which I guess is understandable. I feel GREAT about how this book turned out. The real test will begin on February 5, when agents can see my pitch and first page. Then, starting February 11, I'll be sending out my queries and hoping someone loves this story as much as I do!
I thought I'd share a snapshot of the changes I made from when I entered Pitch Wars and when I finished it.
I'd say about 40/60 old to new? I thought it would be more (like 30/70), but I'm actually glad that I was able to salvage some of the old stuff.
This weekend I'll wrap things up with some key takeaways from this experience. 'Til then, please wish me a good therapy session tomorrow. I need to take care of this anxiety!