Saturday, March 24, 2007

Be still my beating heart

I had a card through the door on Wednesday saying the postman had tried to deliver a package but it was too big for the letter box so I needed to take a trip to collect it. I didn't think anything of it as I was expecting my eldest dd's cd that I'd ordered for her. My post is very vague sometimes so it wouldn't be the first time something as small as a cd had been left at the depot.
I planned to go this morning as they are only open for a few hours a day, then the post this morning delivered the cd. Mmm...
I ran through the other possibilities, a ms to critique for the NWS, some tee shirts I'd ordered for my holidays, Charlie Darling rejected from M&B.
You can guess which one my mind immediately fixated on - so then I couldn't rest till I got up there and collected it. All the way there I was trying to remember if I'd asked them to shred Charlie if they didn't like it.
I dashed in clutching my drivers license and the card, the postlady disappeared and I heard rustling. By this time I was convinced it was Charlie and I was ready to cry all over the poor woman.
But no, it turned out to be the tee shirts after all.
My legs were like jelly when I got back to the car, I don't think I've recovered yet. lol

6 comments:

Sara Thacker said...

Oh how I almost hate it when the post lady delivers our mail when I have something out with an agent or editor. I know exactly how you feel.

Nell Dixon said...

Hi Sara, I almost convince myself that I'm cool with this whole waiting on a submission thing, then the phone goes when I don't expect it or something like this happens and I realise I'm just kidding myself.

Jessica Raymond said...

Phew!!! My fingers are still frozen in place for your response to come by phone call...

Jess x

Grace Tyler said...

I can so relate!

You get so you don't wait for the postal carrier with bated breath, because it takes so long that you just put it out of your mind. But when you get a call to go to the P.O. of course you couldn't help wondering!

Michelle said...

I'm glad it wasn't Charlie Darling! LOL Isn't it funny how our mind works. Every time my email dings I am scared and excited to open it when I have a submission pending.

Emily Veinglory said...

Oh, the joy of being a writer ;)

to be repeated...?