Did I Imagine That?
I had a great phone call from an editorial director a couple weeks ago. I think.
Okay, I’m kidding. I know it happened, but I feel as if I’m in a bit of limbo.
Like a timeout in a hockey game.
Like the Jeopardy thinking music is going on.
Because I’m waiting for further direction on the manuscript/proposal that generated that phone call and a verbal assurance of a contract to come. Yay! Good thing I’ve about a bazillion things to keep myself occupied while I am patiently awaiting further instructions and paper proof I’m not living an illusion.
But there is a little part of me that wonders if it was all just wishful thinking.
Anyone else do this to themselves?
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