I remember the first time I submitted a story to a prospective publisher. For the first few days I was a nervous wreck, jumping every time an email came in. After a week or so of that extremely tiring behavior, I took a deep breath and settled down. I didn’t really forget about the submission, but I mellowed about it.
After my long drought, I did submit a story last week. I’m pretty relaxed about it: whatever’s fated to happen with it will happen whether or not I’m anxious, so I’m just kind of relaxed. It’s a much nicer feeling than being at wit’s end over a story.
I don’t want to wear myself down over it, you know? How do you feel after you send a piece off for submission? Do you celebrate? Bite your nails? Have a drink? Take a long walk? Or do you just keep right on going? If you’re wondering, I took the time to read a few books. Sometimes I still feel like the world’s laziest writer, but I know creativity and inspiration happen (for me) in bursts. Might as well go with the flow.