Okay, that's it...
12/4/05 11:24I'm officially brain-locked. I dreamed about hearing from the agent last night. I'm at the point where I can function through my day, but intellectual exchanges that *don't* revolve around my obsessing for that contact are becoming harder and harder.
I'll survive this. I have to. If I can't stand what has been actually a really short wait in the publishing scheme of things, I have no business trying to play this game.
*hits refresh on gmail account for the umpteenth time*
*waits for Friday when I'll let myself send another carefully worded query letter*
In other news, Dad is driving me insane. Anyone who's thinking "comfort in consistency" right now can bite me.
I'll survive this. I have to. If I can't stand what has been actually a really short wait in the publishing scheme of things, I have no business trying to play this game.
*hits refresh on gmail account for the umpteenth time*
*waits for Friday when I'll let myself send another carefully worded query letter*
In other news, Dad is driving me insane. Anyone who's thinking "comfort in consistency" right now can bite me.
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