Well, I finally decided to take the leap and hunt for the next step. That is to say, if it were a step, it feels more like a giant leap into the unknown. It all feels suddenly so very real and intimidating, and all I can do now is hope for the best.
Each agent has a list of requirements for how your work should arrive, how it should look and what you should have included. Something as simple as a regular cover letter suddenly seems like a mountain, and a CV?
How do you write your writer’s CV? A genuine question, I have no answer, all I could think of doing was to hopefully show some of my own personality in that brief one page here I am this is who I am.
To be honest, the most important part of all of this is the writing of the story itself, no wait, the most important part is the story. It is the story that brought you to this point, not your own ambition or pursuit of some long awaited destiny.
The story is the most important thing, its something you believe in and when you are finally, truly ready to share it that’s when it gets really scary.
I imagine it’s the same sort of anxiety of raising a child and hoping you did your job well enough that it can go on to do great amazing things beyond what you could ever have dreamed for it.
And now in no man’s land, I watch and wait and hope my story is a damn good fighter without me.