STOP! Submission Time.

Well, it's official. As of today, The Witch's Eye is on submission to publishing houses.

So what does that mean?

It means I need to be patient. Yes, I realize that those of you who know me in real life have now dissolved into a puddly of paroxysmic (dude, it's a word - look it up) laughter at the mere thought my name being paired with the concept of patience, but I'm afraid it's true. After reading Colleen Lindsey's fantastic blog post on the topic, I have resolved that from here on out Gretchen = a patient little lamb.

Holy crap, who am I kidding? My stomach's doing backflips as my ulcer tries to wrestle the remainder of my functional internal organs into a paranoid frenzy and I think my hair is already starting to fall out.

Dammit! No! Patience. Zen-like calmness in the face of life-defining events. I am a hollow reed. Worry blows through me like the wind... (extra credit points for ANYONE who can figure out where I stole that line...)

Rockstar suggested I take up gardening, as it would keep me away from my computer for long periods of time. *eyes BlackBerry Bold innocently* Thankfully, it fits in my pocket.