Publishing and Stuff

       So this is what I looked like this morning when I got a certain email from a certain publisher. No, they did not offer me a book deal, but what they said made me just as happy. What could make me this happy at 9 o'clock on a Monday morning, you ask? The answer is below this picture of a very happy cat.

       The email basically said that they (the publisher) would have an answer for me this week, regarding my manuscript (Bennett Nelson and the Maker of the Stones). Then on Twitter, they posted that they had "three fabulous manuscripts in front of them" and mine is one of those "fabulous" manuscripts!! Even if they reject me after this, I've had a major confidence boost. The fact that they've called it "fabulous" is enough to make me do a little happy dance! *runs around the room, frolicking like a fairy*

       So now comes the hard part... the waiting. I've already started writing book two, haha! I'm still plotting/planning it out and even thinking of a third book. I know, crazy right. Just three years ago, I was a 16 year old girl with a pen, a blank notebook, and a crazy imagination. It's hard to believe that Bennett will actually be out in the world one day. People will read his story and they'll know I wrote it. That's just... wow. No words for how I feel about that. Actually, there is one: nervous. I'm afraid that people will hate it. I know Bennett is not for everyone, but it still makes me nervous. What if EVERYONE hates it? But I won't worry about that right now. I'll just focus on the positive, like a publisher calling my work "fabulous."

       All right. Back to writing. School starts one week from today. One week to write my little heart out. This should be an interesting week for me. I'm entered in a contest with my query for Bennett and I'll be getting feedback on that on Thursday. Mockingjay comes out tomorrow and I've already ordered my copy. I'm waiting for a few books in the mail that should be here this week. Wow, crazy times.

That's all I have time for for now.

A. J. Spindle