It’s three years after an idea sprouted leaves and reached for the blue sky and brilliant, hot sun.
My little sapling was Merlin Awakes!
Since then I’ve nurtured and watered it into near on 110,000 words. I’ve watched little character buds evolve into flowering personas. I’ve worried and sweated over every branch and root.
Today I bit the bullet and sent it out into the literary agent world.
You’d think I’d be excited, wouldn’t you?
In reality I feel like I’ve just sent off my baby to a boarding school and am nervously hoping that the other kids and teachers will find him/her/it as enchanting as I do.
Anyone else feel the same?