Every writer knows the feeling of having a manuscript out to a publisher. That nerve-wracking feeling that you're on trial. That somebody has your brain open, somewhere, and is reading it.
Take that to the power of three.
That's right, I've brought three different, very varied, exceptionally niche-worthy manuscripts to the point 0f being polished enough to send out... and they're all out.
To say I'm on pins and needles is an understatement. I'm writhing in torment and agony.
What kind of novels? An epic science fiction action novel, at roughly 250,000 words.
A not-so-epic fantasy novel.
A tragically urban pop culture/horror/gothic novel. (that one should blow your mind)
These three have everything in common, and nothing. They're united in feel, in a uniqueness of perspective. They have nothing in common in setting or even in timeline.
My pride is dwarfed only by my fear.
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