It's done. It's finished. It's ready. That is, my manuscript is ready to be read by my agent. I could have gone over it another 20, 30, 40 times. Really. But I also wanted to send it to her by the end of April. So I did. April 28th, to be exact.
And now I'm waiting.
I don't like to wait. It's especially hard because I usually have a number of other readers before I send it out. But this time, in the interest in time, I just had one: me. I'm very critical, but I'm still me.
This me is wondering every third minute, "Is it good???? Will she like it????"
I don't know. I don't have any answers. But in the meantime, I will try - very hard - to be patient.
Stay tuned. I hope the news is good...