And now we wait …

Cover Official

Well, this is it.  As I said in my previous post I’ve submitted to a total of 18 agents and might add others over the next few days.  And that’s all I’m waiting for — the agents’ responses.  Love or Lust is now completely proofread and copy-edited.

My editor does feel that she might have missed a few commas in the course of some early chapters, so she wants to give those another glance over.  I also want to update the asterisk scene separators with fleurons.  And I will spend some time fine tuning the layout and formatting, as I wish for the book to be ready to go in early June if I haven’t heard back a positive response from the agents before then.

So final time table:

  • Between now and 1 June I will be tweaking layout and updating the sample to reflect the proofread version, adding the fleurons, and so forth.
  • Waiting.  Maddening, heartbreaking waiting.  This will be filled with much anxiety every time I check my email, and occasional bouts of disappointment as I’m bound to get more than a couple of rejection letters.

If, by 1 June I have been accepted by an agent then, as I’ve said before, I’ll keep you all updated about what the publisher is going to do and when.

If I haven’t been picked up by the first of June I’ll begin uploading the book to e-stores and will announce the date they’ll be available for purchase.

Revisiting the Fleurons thought

The first option:

Lauren was still sorting out her thoughts and deciding to go over to say hi, and wondering what to say after that when she was saved the bother by the tall girl walking up to her and saying “Hi, I’m Salencia – you can call me Sally, if you prefer.  I’m new around here and … are you hungry?”

*****

Salencia didn’t care much for running, not really, she found it rather boring.  Still, she hated feeling out of shape even worse and it would be a few more days until her dad could help her hang her punching bag and before they could look into a place to stable Stardance; the downside of this move being nowhere big enough to keep a horse at the house.  That’d upset her, but her mother’s new job meant more money and more time with she and her father.  That made it forgivable that her horse was back in Colorado, if not great.

The alternative:

Lauren was still sorting out her thoughts and deciding to go over to say hi, and wondering what to say after that when she was saved the bother by the tall girl walking up to her and saying “Hi, I’m Salencia – you can call me Sally, if you prefer.  I’m new around here and … are you hungry?”

Fleuron

Salencia didn’t care much for running, not really, she found it rather boring.  Still, she hated feeling out of shape even worse and it would be a few more days until her dad could help her hang her punching bag and before they could look into a place to stable Stardance; the downside of this move being nowhere big enough to keep a horse at the house.  That’d upset her, but her mother’s new job meant more money and more time with she and her father.  That made it forgivable that her horse was back in Colorado, if not great.

It shouldn’t feel or seem so much like trying to decide if I should invade France or something, but that’s what it’s feeling like. That little graphic goes a long way toward adding a little visual excitement to the page, and this is one where things ought to display properly without much headache — the question becomes will it add up to a ridiculously sized document in the end? I honestly can’t say. I would hope that the image would be recognised as being the same repeated, saved once, and just referenced repeatedly — but I can’t say for sure that this is going to be the case.

I suppose I shall just have to experiment at some point and find out.