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So, here's the thing. I've got nothing. I've been sitting here in
front of this computer for a couple of hours now, trying to hash out an
IWSG post that makes a little sense and has some semblance of a point.
And it's just not coming.
I've tried writing about my failing quest to write a back of the book blurb. That looks like this:
Hey, buy this book. It'll make you cool. You do want to be cool, don't you?
But I already know it needs work. Peer pressure should be more subtle, don't you think?
Then I tried writing about this whole waiting thing I'm doing while my
manuscript's with the copy editor but even that fizzled out. Here's the
condensed version: I'm only good at waiting when it comes to midnight
Harry Potter movie releases. But isn't that every writer? Maybe not
the Harry Potter part but waiting's hard and we all have to suck it up
and do it. And I am doing just that. Really. Even if, in this moment (or any other moment), it doesn't seem like it.
What I think is happening here is more of the same. I am getting close
to running out of excuses to not publish my book and I am freaking out
about it. I don't know how all of you do it. How you just so calmly
publish your novels with grace and ease. And I know it's not easy but
damn, you make it look easy. Seriously, kudos to you, all of you. I am
in awe. I am not worthy.
Because I am freaking out.
And I can't even articulate it well.
I'll try to do better the next time. Until then, happy writing all. I'm off to go to some yoga. Or maybe just hit myself in the head with a baseball bat.