There.  I said it.  I’m not going to lie to myself.  I’m afraid of querying my book.  Petrified.  Scare shitless to the point of wanting to throw up.

To be fair, I get a little nerve-wracked when I sub shorts to various places but it’s just a short.  1,000 words or so.  So I guess the level of nervousness is equivalent to that of the work.  The more effort and words, the greater the yak factor.

So yeah.  I’m afraid.  And it’s keeping me from doing this final edit.  I can see it sitting there staring at me.  I know what I have to do.  I know what I need to change and what to pad.  But I’m afraid of finishing it and sending it off into the world.

I know this isn’t the first time I’ve talked about this.  But the closer I get to the final product, the more freaked out I get.  This is scarier than any good horror movie could ever make me.  I am haunted by my own words.  Anyone know a priest?