Home again, home again, jiggety-jog, and I meant to do laundry today. And other various cleanings.
Instead, I submitted to literary agents.
I refused to put it off. Over the holiday, I not only completed the GreatBigEdit, I also tweaked a query and finished a one-page synopsis. There was seriously no reason to wait… aside from raw, jingling, tingling nerves.

Editors and Predators