There it is. The email I’ve been waiting for for nearly two weeks. The one I stopped checking my emails for. Why? Because, so long as I don’t know what the answer is, a positive outcome is still a possibility. Does the agent like my novel?
Take a deep breath, drop the hope – fear slides away with it – and click.
I leap off my seat and spin around. I laugh and jump up and down. I really do. Then I text daughter Kimberley and husband Chris. Hubby sends a message back – whoopy do, bananas and cream! That’s an in joke for those who’ve read the ms ( manuscript in publishing world speak). Kimberley sends lots of WOWs and other Neanderthal syllables that mean roughly the same thing.
Here’s the cause of the excitement.
I have read the ms and think it could be for me. It was hard to put down!
Please note that it is a very crowded and difficult market and it is hard to get publishers to read manuscripts in a timely manner.
I’d like to talk to you about the ms and how we should proceed. Give me a call.
Now I have to phone her. I might wait until my hear rate slows down. I think I need some food.