Anytime I tell someone I have written a book, they get really excited and want to know what it’s about. It’s funny because they have no idea whether its good or not, but they are excited anyway, as if I said, “I stood next to Adam Sandler in an elevator once.” Something about the fact that I wrote a book, seems amazing for some reason. At the same time it means absolutely nothing. For one thing, I honestly don’t even know whether it’s good or not. I think its good. The few people who know me, who have read it, tell me its good. But that means nothing. (No offense to them). For another thing, getting a book published, if you are an unpublished writer, is almost as hard as doing a back bend 9 month pregnant.
First you actually have to find a literary agent that you think fits your needs, and then you have to hope and pray to God that they will actually read the proposal that you send to them. (There is almost no point in sending a proposal straight to a publisher, they expect to deal with a literary agent.) Most good agents have “first-pass” readers who reject 95% of the submitted proposals. Then you have to wait, wait, wait and wait some more. And what is most likely to happen after that, is, you will get some sort of form rejection letter, that will not really tell you anything, except that you have been rejected. At this point, it is likely you have already waited two months, and by the time you get rejected usually you don’t have the same excitement to continue the searching, writing a new proposal (all agencies have different guidelines), and waiting to be rejected again.
Wow, I sound so incredibly pessimistic! The crazy thing is, I’m not pessimistic! I am excited and optimistic at this point. I have worked on my book for about eight years. It has been revised and revised and changed and revised, and now, it is exactly where I want it to be. I have been rejected a few times in the past, and, at the time, I thought the book was ready. I did finally get some criticism from a person I met online. She suggested I change the book from first person to third. This was completely overwhelming so I didn’t touch my book for a year. Then, about six months ago, I again started major revision. For about six months I have worked on it almost every day for about two hours. I love where the story is now. And I am really excited because I found an agent who is exactly what I am looking for.
It has been almost two months since I submitted my proposal. Every day I wait and wonder and hope and pray. Will today be the day I hear from her? But still, I wait.
Are you wondering what my book is about? I am trying to step out of my shell and talk about it a little bit more. Today I will give you the “back cover copy” I wrote for my proposal:
Nicole (the main character) doesn’t want to take the road paved with expectation. She wants to be herself, but who is she? Nicole gets lost on her journey to figure life out, and ends up on the street. When she has forgotten what it means to hope, maybe she’ll find it in the place she’s been avoiding all along.
I will post more about my book soon. Maybe you can share with me something you have had to wait a really long time for. What are some ways you have had no choice, but be patient? What was the outcome?