The day came to sign the contract. The publishers treated me to a fabulous lunch. We had an excellent discussion on all aspects of writing, publishing, readers, and distribution before papers were signed and photographs taken.
Onlookers from neighbouring tables stopped to see who the celebrity was.
Elated I published my news on Facebook and amidst the warm wishes of friends and family, tried to let what had just happened sink in.
So what then?
Then, I waited.
Soon after, I received an email with sketches of the artwork which the illustrator had submitted. The thrill was intense. I studied each pencil line. As I turned through the pages, I saw my story come to life. I was introduced to the main characters. I marvelled at the detail.
I saw my story through the eyes of a child, wondrous and excited. I wanted to know what was on the next page.
What a gift.
And then…. I waited.
I’ve learnt you need patience, a lot of patience. Work is happening behind the scenes and the writer needs to sit back and wait to be called upon.
I’m still waiting.
As I’ve said on a previous blog, I’m not one to sit around idle, so whilst I wait;
- I attend Stockport Writers, a local writers group
- I attend Write Out Loud, a local poetry group
- I’ve written two more children’s picture book stories
- I’ve attended a workshop on how to write about conflict
- This week I am at a workshop about re-writing traditional myths in a modern and contemporary way
- I continue to write the morning pages, again, as discussed in a previous blog
- As April approaches, so does the poetry challenge of Napowrimo; a poem per day for each day of April
That should keep my mind busy, and if it doesn’t, I can always blog!
Burnout Schmurnout – let’s do this!