So, entirely unsurprisingly, this whole querying nonsense is taking a whole lot longer than I thought it would. I really should’ve learnt by now. Every step of the way, I have underestimated my deadlines, so they come and they go and I get frustrated with myself, and always have to sternly remind myself that it’s better to take the time and take longer than rush. I will not rush. As much as I want to sometimes.

My biggest fear is that I jeopardize myself in a way that could easily have been avoided with just a touch more patience. And if something’s worth doing, it’s worth doing properly. Etc. Etc. Etc. And given that I’m planning on sending my first query out to someone I reeeaally want to make a connection with… Yeah. Deep breaths and patience. As much as I wanted a Big Words Day on a new project.

But April is always peculiar, and this April has been significantly more successful than previous ones. I’ve achieved what I wanted to achieve, writing-wise — I finished Book 4, and it’s edited and printed. Everything else is a bonus, and there’s still time. Doesn’t help that time has been getting faster and faster recently, and I feel like I’m floundering to keep up. I remember when time felt endless — months felt like years, and terms felt like life-times. I guess that’s what happens when you don’t have holidays to wait for. And I do prefer it like this. I just wish it would slow down a bit! It’s April, which means only 2 months til the next Camp, and only 7 months until NaNoWriMo. That’s ridiculous.

It also means I have a tonne of work to do. I really want a second draft of Book 2 done by November, and I’ve got a lot of low-level panic surrounding that want. I miss my endless hours of writing time. That’s what it is. I could get a whole week’s worth of words done in a day. Two drafts done in seven months? Pfft. No problem. But everything takes so much longer when you have to hoard time. I think I’m doing an okay job, wrangling together those hours (*glances guiltily at clock*) but it is frustrating.

Anyway, no more moaning. Get on and get it done, Esme!!

 

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