I think we all have anxiety in some form or another. Some people, it’s major, some people, it’s minor. For me, it’s minor.
Most of the time.
There are some times when my anxiety goes through the roof. That happened recently. It happened Friday night, when I sent my manuscript off to my beta readers. I sent my baby out to the first eight people that would ever read it. I have no idea what they’re going to think about it, and well, I want to know, but I don’t want to know. I’m going to hear from some of them, but I doubt I’ll hear from all of them. We’ll see.
Some of them, I know will give an honest review. One of them is going to give a heartbreaking review (you know who you are…). Some of them, well, they might be not willing to hurt my feelings (even though I told them to not spare my feelings in the email), and say, “It’s perfect! Don’t change a thing!”
Yeah, no. I don’t want that. I need honesty.
I’ve talked to a couple of the beta readers since I sent it out. I managed to steer clear of the topic with one, but the other one brought it up. I wasn’t too happy about that, but at least I know he’s reading it and he’ll get back to me. As long as he’s honest in his review, I’ll be happy.
I admit, waiting a month for reviews is going to be hard. A month can seem like an extremely long time when you’re waiting for something really important. I’ll be sure to keep you updated about how I’m holding up. Until then…stay tuned!