The day after the 'verbal offer...'

A collegue at work overheard me talking to my agent today and asked me if I had a book deal.
"Yes," I answered.

"Ohmigosh thats greeeaaat! You must be thrilledhowdoyoufeelohmigoshthatsgreatnewsCONGRATULATIONS!!!" She said.

"Oh thanks," I replied.

Yes, apart from a few flashes of excitement, I am still relatively calm. A bit like a glass of day old, champagne.

It will come.

I have a publishing deal..........

.........In theory.
I have been made an 'offer' via my agent.
When she told me, I felt... nothing. I'm not sure why I feel this way. Is it because after seven whole years I am drained? I just feel numb.
It wasn't until 3 hours later that I dared to say to myself; "I'm a writer. I am a writer!" A spot of cautious excitement and then, nothingness, again.
A defence mechanism perhaps?

I've yet to sign anything, so things could still go tits up...

You know what, I'm not going to psychoanalyse this, just remain in the moment, thank God (always) and wait for that spark of excitement to hit me.

OKAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

So I had a meeting today with the big publishers.
Will keep you informed.

To Be Continued.

OHMIGOSH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It's Tuesday
Was having a not so good day.
My agent rang.
I have a meeting tommorow....
With a publisher.

To Be Continued

Greetings From Spain!

Okay, everythings in Spanish and it feels strange typing on a computer with non-English words, but hey..!´

Me and chums are off to the Pyrenees in a few hours. Apparently, the snow´s too mushy for a begginner like me, so I may have to just watch the others do it.
YEAH RIGHT!
There´s a spa bath with my name on it, waiting for me to launguish in (hopefully with an array of semi clad gentlmen on hand to feed me grapes....)

It is rather cold here in Barcelona too. It felt maaad, simply maaad to leave a sunny London (yes, sunny) to come to a place with skies as grey as my old pants.
At least its a break. From work and the day to day ness of ones life (not that I Am for one minute, complaining).

I´m off shopping (possibly in the rain) later. And unlike if i were in England - I can´t wait!

Adios!!!! For now.

Hi All.

It's good Friday today and I hope many of us will remember the real significance of today.

I spoke with my Agent yesterday and she is happy with the book. I'm off to the Pyrenees on Thursday, same weekend as the London Book Fair, so nothing will be done until after that...
I am quietly excited.
I'm so glad the book's done (save for a few bits). Time to exhale?
YOU THINK?
Nope.

Happy Easter!

The meeting went well.
I am pleased with it.
My little 'issue' i feel has also been ironed out.
Plus, I presented my agent with my new pseudo name.... My first name remains the same, but have added a differen't surname. It feels right.
Anyway, back to the cutting, changing paragraphs around etc, which I need to finish this weekend. I'm off on a long weekend after Easter and I aim everything to be done by then. I need to set myself deadlines so i wll stick to it.
I'm serious about this.
My friend landed in London yesterday and I haven't seen her for months. She wanted to get together this weekend, but I had to decline. I know we will be up all night talking and I'd be too tired to work the next day.
I must stay focused.
I felt bad about it, but I know she understands. She knows what this means to me, I hope.
Back to work, now.

Agent likes my book... BUT

She say's it needs a bit of cutting where ironically, the book deals with the character's mini meltdown. Agent says it's too 'depressing'. To be honest, I kind of wanted the reader to feel the characters distress...

How do I feel now?
well, I'm a little dissapointed because you know, we have been here before; changing and cutting bits of my novel to fit my agents spec... Deleting whole characters...
I want to be true to myself.

Anyway, our telephone conversation was brief because we now have a meeting on Tuesday.

*I have another, seperate issue that is on my mind, niggling me, but don't want to bring that up right now, but I hope it will be sorted out, Tuesday, too.

I'll let ya know what happens..

So I did it...

... I finished the edit and I'm sooooooooo happy with it. I am ready to send off to my agent. Wow. Such a good feeling. Gonna pour myself a nice soft drink.
Oh and happy mother's day!

OH MY....

Has it already been over a month?
Clearly.
No, I wasn't so depressed at reaching my old age that I decided to go to ground.. no. I've been busy finishing and re-editing and re-editing my manuscript. I showed it to my Muse (the one in the industry, keep up) and he's given it a seal of approval. Said I must give it to my agent right away. So by tommorow, I would have finished the final grmmer/ silly sentance edit and will send it off to her on tuesday afternoon..

This time, I will not be changing it drastically like my last MS. I will have the confidence to know that this is the book for me.
The true me.
This is my book.
Anyhow's, its now seven pm and I've been editing since around ten thirty (with breaks of course). I need to eat methinks.
Back soon.
E