Dude, waiting is part of the process.
I know! Shut up! It's still hard!
Only because you need a distraction.
*snort* Sure, because all the blogs I've read, the Facebook updates, the hours of playing Bejeweled Blitz, and/or the multitude of Guitar Hero songs aren't distracting enough.
Hey, you tried cooking the other night...
Shut up! No one needs to know about that chicken! You know poultry hates me!
The ribs were good.
Crock pot. And you're not helping.
*sighs with loads of exasperation* Go read a book or something.
Read a book?! Read a book??!! That's your suggestion???!!!
I said 'or something'. And right now I could give you more specifics on what that something could be.
No thanks. Why don't you stop badgering me?
Why don't you enjoy the wait?
Yeah, I didn't even give you an intro. I just launched you right into the conversation I've been having with myself for days. Nay, weeks. (Did you like being inside my head? Did it freak you out? It's my brain, and I'm a little freaked out. )
And I always end up at that question. I really hate my Rational Self sometimes. Really, really, really hate her.
But seriously. I'm suffering in the Publishing Waiting Room, and it's nowhere near as nice as that one. No, it's all white walls and bare light bulbs hanging from single wires.
I have the toolkit I blogged about a while ago. It's empty. Not working. What else have you guys got to help me through the waiting? How can I learn to enjoy the wait? Ideas? I'll take anything at this point.