Man, I remember a year ago when I tried sending out a handful of queries for the first time ever.

A year ago.

That’s the time I’ve spent editing this book once again (HUGE * HERE. SEE BELOW POST).

It’s been worthwhile, though, because I’ve grown as a writer and all that blahblahblah but, mostly, because the book needed it.

Now, I’m at the end of this specific traject with that book. Meaning, I’ve given it all I have up until this moment: my words, my thoughts, my faith, my love, my work, my effort, my time, and yes, my tears. I once said I wouldn’t cry for this book. What a fool. I did so just last week.

I cried because I was stressed about (insert here all things re: querying).

Then, I sought wise, expert advice. To get out of that zone. To gather the courage. To find the strength I was lacking.

Thank you to my writer friends. I’d go crazy without them.

Anyway, I’ll be querying soon. And I have a good feeling about it.

That’s it. I just wanted to mark this moment.

The moment I free myself of all doubt and go for it.

* I obviously did more than just edit that book this year.

I:

• Worked on my Fantasy WIP. (Top writing priority for the first trimester of 2020.)
• Wrote a NA contemporary draft. (Hoping to finish writing it this month or at least in January 2020, so that I can focus on the fantasy WIP.)
• Bought a house! (YAS!)
• Traveled to some of my favorite places, and a few, fun new ones too.
• Came up with the plot of this book’s sequel. (I’ve been claiming not to write series. So, OF COURSE, here we are.)