Another slow news day in Jackie land. Or should I say another day of stressing out about the NES (Never Ending Story). I should be consoling myself with another WIP but that well seems to have dried up. I’ve hit the wall in other words. And as such, the question needs to be asked – how long do I keep going?
I haven’t been submitting long (or at least, not long in this business) – over two years. I’m on my 6th submission, including 2 contest entries. I have lots of ideas still and lots of mss that need finishing. But I’m not sure how much emotional energy I have left. And that’s the killer really. A nice analogy that I’ve heard from Dr Jax is what they say about anaesthetists – the job is 99% boredom, 1% sheer terror. That sums up for me quite nicely what happens with unpublished writers too. A large percentage of the time is waiting and then there’s that horrible moment when you can see the email in your inbox – that’s the 1% of sheer terror right there.
I’ve tried to explain that 1% to Dr Jax and he hasn’t really understood. Until last night. He’s a Dutch supporter for the World Cup and was stressing about the semi-final big time. And so I told him that that’s how I feel EVERY morning I download my email. He said, “God, how you do stand it?” And you know what? I don’t know how I stand it. Cause it’s getting pretty boring feeling like that I can tell you.
I don’t know what I’ll do if this ms is rejected. I have another ready to go but at this stage, I’m not sure I have enough emotional reserves left to bear the sub process all over again. And this isn’t just me I’m thinking about here either, this includes the family and friends and CPs who have to deal with me during this process. I’m not easy to say the least. Think the Incredible Hulk – you wouldn’t like me when I’m waiting on a submission. 🙂
Well, I always knew this was hard and maybe if I hadn’t had all that early success, I may have been better equipped for the long haul. There’s definitely something to be said for a slow building success. I started out with a blaze of glory, only to fizzle out. Which is when you start to question yourself and everything you do.
So what do you do when you hit the wall? What will be your limit? When will you say enough’s enough? I always thought my answer will be never. But never is looking like an awfully long time right now.