Yesterday, I received the final, formatted files for The Burning City–that is, the book in its final form that will be for sale in July. My only job now is to look through them for any formatting errors.
It’s bittersweet, because on one hand I feel a great sense of accomplishment–I have three books now! A trilogy! A series! On the other hand, it was the last book I had contracted with Lyrical/Kensington. So until that changes, I’m effectively done working with my awesome editor and the great team of people who brought my books to fruition. Do I intend to submit to them again? Of course! However, the next series I’m working on is under consideration with a couple agents, so until I get a yes or no, I’m in a holding pattern. And as for the fourth book in my Siren Song series, I’m not actually done writing it yet so I can’t submit it. My business relationship with the publisher is of course still in effect since they publish my books and the third one isn’t even out yet, but I’m already having withdrawals from ‘the process.’
It makes me anxious, but I know publishing is a slow and ponderous venture. Especially during the holidays, when most of the publishing world takes a hiatus until January. I want to yell at the agents reviewing my work “GOD DO YOU WANT IT OR NOT CAUSE IF NOT I’M JUST GONNA SEND IT TO MY PUBLISHER MYSELF.” But that’s what crazy people do and I actually do want an agent someday, so I don’t want them to back away slowly and then tell all their agent friends that I’m crazy.
I mean I’m crazy, but I try to keep it in my head.
Patience is a virtue when it comes to publishing books. It’s also the reason I will have no hair left on my head come January.