Well, this is the kind of day a writer dreads and longs for at once. I spent the morning doing the business end of writing, preparing a proposal letter, a book synopsis, the precise format required by the publisher, sweating over the perfect smoothness of the SASE, the lack of smears on the cover letter, and, should I use the Purple Heart stamp or the American flag stamp??
But the proposal is in the envelope sealed from my sight and what is done is done. The problem with this manuscript, the hagiography of St. Rock I have been working on for nearly seven years, is that there are so few places to which I can pitch it. There are only two, maybe three publishers that consider saint bios for kids. So I must keep in mind that this book is very special in that the completion of the manuscript is the completion of the task. What happens to it after that is in God's hands and should not concern me.
This Monday, August 16, the Feast of St. Rock, I will bake bread and imagine that Sister Christina is opening my envelope and liking what she sees!
