You've Got Mail-or not

Every morning, I turn on my computer, check facebook, try to think of something witty to say, go to my blogs, see if I have comments, see if my friends have posted anything new,

read nienie, then cjane.

Then, when I can avoid it no longer, my little hand-curser hovers over my gmail icon.

I check my email with nervous trepidation these days. I'm waiting, quite impatiently, for a response from a publisher.

eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

It's a nail-biting situation, for sure. Like I said before, I've been rejected. I can handle it. That doesn't mean I enjoy it. Or look forward to it. I don't.

After going on today and finding just one email, (from Hunter's teacher. SEP conferences-yay.) I still have butterflies. They are reticent to leave the warmth of my stomach, I guess. I figure if I'm going to get a response, it'll be first thing in the morning. Why?

I don't know.

Maybe it could come later.

Great.

Now, I'll be nervous all day.

Comments

  1. DebMarch 22, 2011 at 10:47 AM

    I'm really praying that you get a "yes" soon! I want to ready your book! Sending positive thoughts to your inbox!

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  2. LiaMarch 23, 2011 at 12:01 AM

    Okay, the day is over....now we're all waiting with you! I'm with Debbie, we'll send good vibes out there for you.

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  3. KimMarch 23, 2011 at 4:51 AM

    me too me too!

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