Everyone knows that waiting is part of the publishing business. But what I didn't really understand is what that's actually like. It's not days or weeks or a single month, but months and months on end. Of waiting.
Sure, in that time I work on other things. But it's not easy to feel this sort of ever present stall, like what I want is just around the bend. For me that bend is feeling freaking ginormous.
I think the thing about waiting is at its core is hope--a belief that what's being waiting on will come, and it will be worth it.