Writing Magazine arrived a few days ago in our house. I left it in its cellophane wrapper, as I was so busy and was trying not to be distracted, but I settled down to enjoy it yesterday.
There's an article about writing for women, with a list of agents actively seeking books for women. The excitement bubbled, and my fingers itched. I wanted my book complete, ready to send to one of those agents....or perhaps all of them. An impulsive little voice whispered that the first few chapters have had a lot of work; maybe I should send them off....
But it's too soon. I know I mustn't polish forever, but it would be a waste of my time and an agent's to send off a half-scrambled manuscript. It's spurred me on to get wriggling with the end of my draft though.
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