So, I went a bit quiet for a while there, didn’t I?
Apologies for that. I was having the nightmare. The standard nightmare that all new authors have.
I sent my manuscript off to the editor at the very end of January. Seriously. I couldn’t have got closer to my self-imposed deadline without totally crossing over it.
I paid my editor. And then there was silence. Her Facebook page disappeared. My trust, which has been nurtured and watered over the last couple of months, evaporated into a catastrophic jumble of suspicion and grinding jaw.
I had started work on the second book, but that came to something of a standstill while I considered whether I needed to sue.
Of course, there was nothing to worry about. I put my intention out to the universe. I scoured the sky for a sign. I crossed my fingers, but in an Astrally sympathetic manner.
And my manuscript reappeared this afternoon. Panic over, now the real work can begin.
Thanks you, universe.
Glad it all worked out for you, phew!
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