I'm working on eating a bag of Peppermint Patties and reading blogs instead of writing a proposal, and suddenly this rush of excitement pulses through me, like I'm on the Scream Machine at that point before the wooden rockedyness gives you a neck ache for the rest of the day. This proposal is going out to a publisher. The thought hits me with all out glee.
Sometimes I get this way in Barnes and Noble as I'm looking through the racks. I feel like I have a secret that I share with all these books. I have a story friend for them, and eventually it's coming to sit on that shelf one way or the other. Even if I have to print off a copy at Kinko's and stick it up there with a business card taped to the front. Not that I would actually do that--erm...
Usually this feeling comes late at night, just before sleep, and sometimes it keeps me awake. I remember the first time it happened was the day I discovered the ACFW conference online. I decided I wanted to go to one of these conferences and meet my favorite authors. I had no way of even imagining how much greater God's plans were for me.
Questions for Conversation: What keeps you going when you're working on something like a proposal or final edits on your work? Have you had this inexplicable joyous feeling before? When does it usually happen for you?