Patience is not a virtue I am very familiar with. Ask anyone I know. Check my tweet stream. Search the term "query" on my blog.
It's why The Husband purposely waited 18 months to propose when he was still The Boyfriend. You know, to prove a point. It's probably why the the Universe made me wait 18 months before granting my wish to get pregnant. And it's probably...
Oh shit. I just looked at the numbers. I started the query process last July. At this rate, I should probably stop holding my breath, yeah? But wait, that was totally not the point.
The actual point I was attempting to come to before becoming sidelined by a shiny new thought was this: I suck at patience. The Universe knows it. So it makes me wait for anything worth while. Just because it can.
I recently got a little reminder in practicing the fine art of patience (and the even finer art of follow-through) when a long time goal finally came to fruition. Going back and forth with Lissa Rankin -- one of my favorite writers -- via email regarding her anthology contribution, I finally got the nerve to ask about that Owning Pink featured blogger application I had put in sometime last year.
Lissa graciously suggested I contact the site editor to follow up, which was fine with me. I wasn't looking for favors. Just conformation that the application I had turned in had actually been received.
Turns out it had been but life got in the way. I was then asked to resubmit my application essay and promptly notified that I had been selected as a new blogger for the site.
It never occurred to me to get pissy about how long I had waited to get that yes. In fact, I can say with complete honesty that the only thought in my mind was, "Really? They like my writing? This is soooo fucking cool!"
When I first submitted that essay, I email stalked myself, expecting the Universe to pony up with a response so I could quickly move on the next submission obsession, just like I do every time I send out a brand new query letter. And just like the car keys I can never find until I stop looking for them, the response never comes until I'm not looking for it, either.
Sometimes, it's not the answer I was hoping for. This time, it was.