Waiting

There’s no way around it. If you’re a writer, you’re a waiter, and I don’t mean someone who works in restaurants taking food orders. Whether it’s waiting to hear on the latest round of queries you’ve sent out, waiting to hear about a partial or full an agent requested, or waiting to see if your agent is able to find a home for your manuscript, we wait. We wait. We wait some more.

I’m a terrible waiter. I try to explain, especially to my family, why for the next so many days or weeks, I might not be the most pleasant person to be around, and I know they don’t get it — they aren’t writers.

We wait for a response and that response is everything. It’s the answer to questions that burn continuously in our souls.

Am I wasting my time?

Do I have any talent?

Will I ever be able to quit my day job or at least, pay a bill just once with money I’ve made writing?

These are huge questions, and sadly, an email rejection on a query doesn’t answer any of them, and too often I’ve heard agents say that they had a great writer with a great book that they just couldn’t find a home for.

So what do we do?

Some writers drink whiskey or vodka or vermouth. Some take second jobs in order to afford their twice daily trips to Starbucks because not only do we need caffeine, we might well develop relationships with the staff at Starbucks and seeing their kind, smiling faces may be the only thing that keeps us from falling off the edge of ‘waiting’ insanity.

It would be nice if we could wait like expectant mothers. That we’d be guaranteed that by such and such a date, our manuscript will have developed a beating heart, a brain, and by such and such a date, we will be able to hold our precious creation. But no.

We can’t just gestate our characters and plots into existence. We have to work constantly to create  and recreate them. Maybe our protagonist is a male one day, a female the next. Maybe she has a brain the first fourth of the book but by page eighty-seven, her brain’s been sucked out by alien insects.

We create and wait. Create and wait. And while I may not be the best person to hangout with during those periods of waiting, I know the best advice I can give myself and others to help us through the endless ticks of the clock.

Create. Start the second book in a series, even if you don’t know if the first will sell. Start a totally new project or go back to an old one. Work. Create. It won’t silence the ticking, but it will muffle it a bit, and while we wait, we become better writers because that is who we are destined to be.

4 thoughts on “Waiting

  1. Patience is not one of my virtues. When I first started writing I had no idea how much patience was required, and agree that it is something non-writers don’t fully understand, however I wasn’t any more patient waiting for my kids to be born (they were both late).

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  2. True! My three were all on time, but all the worrying about whether or not they’re all right and just wanting to be able to hold them:) Just wish we writers could have a more definite timeline to work with. Wouldn’t guaranteed responses within a certain amount of time be lovely!I got a response from an agent once, two years after the request for a whole manuscript. Glad most slush piles don’t lead to black holes.

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  3. Develop relationships with the baristas at Starbucks . . . yes . . . particularly that gorgeous one with the blue eyes who remembered me yesterday even though I hadn’t been there in ages and looked like absolute rubbish . . . 🙂 We also wait for research, wait for people to get back to us on research, wait for libraries to FIND our research and order it, wait for the Archives to locate our research files . . . it’s a never ending process, this darn waiting!

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