Today I sent off the most polished version of the first ten pages of Clever Elsie that has ever existed. Wish her luck!
I’m going to a writer’s retreat in May, and part of that experience will be reading those ten pages out loud to a small group of people who will read it ahead of time and offer critiques afterwards. I’m excited, but I’m totally nervous too.
When I ask others who are going if they’re nervous, they all seem to act like sharing your brainchild with people you barely know isn’t a big deal at all. But they’re crazy. They must be.
They spend their spare time writing, after all.