{"id":2277,"date":"2010-03-17T10:38:41","date_gmt":"2010-03-17T17:38:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/alannacoca.com\/?p=2277"},"modified":"2014-08-01T02:38:25","modified_gmt":"2014-08-01T08:38:25","slug":"angst","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/alannacoca.com\/blog\/2010\/03\/angst","title":{"rendered":"Angst"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I’ve got a book 99% finished. The end is so close I could write it in a few hours. Why then, am I not doing just that? I keep finding other things to occupy myself. A shiny new romance book taunts me from my desktop. Just one more<\/em> tweak on the website. One 140 character tweet on twitter. Maybe I’ll just check facebook<\/em> to see what’s going on. Nothing? That’s okay, I have forums to haunt, people to send senseless text messages, and maybe a movie or two to watch.<\/p>\n

I’m pretty sure the trouble lies in the stress that comes with a finished book. If I have one in progress, then I’m “writing”. Once it’s finished, I have to figure out where I want to submit it. Once I’ve decided that<\/em> I have to actually do the work to send it in (if the pub requires a synopsis, that’s a whole ‘nother issue!) Then comes the worst part.<\/p>\n

WAITING. The fact that after submitting to a publisher, I have to wait two to six months to hear a yes or no…nerve wracking to say the least. Maybe subconsciously I’m putting off the stress of waiting, when really I should finish the darn thing so I can get the waiting over with. Now I’m searching the\u00c2\u00a0Internet for a slap in the face. Let’s hope I don’t get distracted.<\/p>\n\n

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