I might as well write something...

For those of you keeping track, it has been exactly one month since I mailed in my requested first three chapters of my manuscript.  Since that time I have made myself crazy with all of the "what if's" and everyone else's "what if's".  

Waiting is a frustrating thing.  I think I would have been fine because most editors will tell you that the turn around time is usually 1-3 months.  That means I am still right on track.  BUT...I had talked to one author who was in the same position I was six years ago and she got a response in TEN DAYS.  Had I not known that little tidbit of information, I would be fine. 

But I'm not.

I'm frustrated.

And annoyed with myself for being frustrated.

I know that every scenario is different.  There is a part of me that wants to contact the other finalists and see if they've heard anything but I don't know how professional that would be.  Part of me wants to question every author on Facebook who writes for this publisher to see what they think and if they'd consider snooping around for me.  I don't think that would be very professional either.

So I am stuck sitting and waiting.  I probably wouldn't feel it so much if I actually had a job to go to that required my leaving the house every day.  But alas, I do not.  

Sigh...