Stick A Fork In It

It’s done!

Yes, Between Darkness and Light:  First of Her Kind is complete.  Oh, sure, I could continue to pick at it like the remains of a roasted chicken, but at some point I just need to proclaim it ready to go, and send it on its merry way.

Merry, and scary, all in the same breath.

This is the moment I’ve been working for.  Slaving over draft after draft, taking things from okay to (hopefully) awesome.  Time to tweak the query letter, and start working down that list of agents I’ve formulated.  Time to find BD&L a home.

Eek!

And I’m eeking not only because it’s rather scary to send my baby off into the big wide world, but because I won’t have it to work on any more.  It won’t consume my free hours and my writing time.  I’ll get to work on other projects.  Like a non-fiction project just in the early stages, and BD&L Book 2, and let’s not forget the much neglected and unnamed urban fantasy.

It’s downright weird.

I’m feeling. . . relieved?  Lost?  Sort of vague?  <sigh>

Huh.

Write on!

17 Comments:

  1. Congratulations! Best of luck finding it a home!

  2. Congratulations! Best of luck finding it a home. Keep us up to date on how it goes.

  3. Congrats!! Such a feeling, such a catharsis. Celebrate. Don’t worry about submissions just yet. It’s a slow process anyway. I’m glad to hear you’re going to start another project as well. Well-done! Cheers!!

    • Thanks, Vaughn! I can’t not start (continue) other projects. It’s like breathing…I imagine I’ll stop doing both about the same time. 😉

  4. Congratulations! It is a huge step to take. But faint heart never won fair maiden, right?

    And the title alone catches my attention. I’d pick it up to read the cover notes. 🙂

    • I have a sneaking suspicion if — I mean, when — it gets picked up, they’ll want to change the title. A bit lengthy, but I like it. 🙂

  5. Fantastic news, Kathi!! And don’t worry about the empty feeling – I think it’s normal. I always get it, anyway. After such a long time working on it, it’s familiar, like going back to an old friend, so once it’s done, it’s like your relationship changes, so of course there’s a sort of grieving process. Makes sense to me. So focus on the greatness of the feeling, focus on sending it to as many people as possible – it’s all about finding a new way to engage with it 🙂

    • Thanks, Krista! You’re absolutely right about the grieving process. Maybe I’ll have to spend some time with Fletch and see if he can cheer me up. ;D

  6. Congratulations! It’s like giving birth, isn’t it? 🙂

  7. How exciting–and nervewracking, yes. Good luck with the next step (tweaking the Q); I myself have never felt comfortable with that stage of the process. But I will be honest (probably get myself into trouble with other people) and say ‘good for you for at least trying to query it instead of going straight to self-publishing.’ I think that one decision shows how serious a writer you are.

    • Thanks. For me, part of the whole author dream involves the traditional route of publishing. I can’t bypass that with my “baby”, even knowing it can take a long time and be very frustrating and, perhaps, heartbreaking. But I believe in the book enough that I really think it will find a traditional home. Of course, in a year from now, if I’m still hawking it, I may look at it differently! 😉 For now, agents beware!!

  8. I’m proud of ya, Kathi. Non-writers don’t have a clue about how much emotion goes into the creation of a first book. Subsequent works will also evoke emotions, but nothing like *The First.* I applaud your efforts, especially the single-mindedness required to get it done despite a schedule I’d find utterly daunting. So, here’s a well-earned Bravo from the Southern quarter. I look forward to offering another when I’ve finished reading the new version.

    • Thank you, sir. 🙂 It wouldn’t be nearly what it is without your patient shredding. Depending how it does, that will either be a good thing, or a bad thing.

  9. Congratulations! I’m looking forward to seeing it out in the world. BTW, ‘Oh, sure, I could continue to pick at it like the remains of a roasted chicken,’ has me giggling madly with my dog looking at me with that pained look that says ‘mama’s done gone over the edge-again.’

    Congrats again.

    • Dogs just don’t get it, but at least they still love us even when they think we’ve snapped. 😉 Cats . . . well, they’re a whole other issue.

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