Waiting game

While the eyes of much of the world are fixed firmly on the Vatican City, mine are pointed toward Washington, D.C. Not for this sequester business, which is on my mind, but rather because my agent's office is there in dc. I received an email recently that the proposal was in his stack of stuff, but who knows what that entails. I have visions of this leaning tower of dusty manuscripts and three-ringed-binders with tabs and paper clips sandwiched between post-its and dog-eared pages of other people's dreams of publication. Somewhere in that mountain rests my 64-page proposal for what could be the next Stephanie myer-esque blockbuster. No blood-sucking necessary, but hopefully my blockbuster will surface and make its way to a publishing house soon. In the meantime- the waiting game......