Heather Foeh

Friday was my last day at my previous job and Monday the 13th will be my first day at my new job. So in the middle, I have 9 whole days to be a writer! And I must say, that so far it’s been heavenly. I’m sequestered in my office with hot tea, peanut M&Ms, classical music, and a beautiful view of the sunshine outside.

My goal is to revise and polish my manuscript so that I can send it to Michelle Grajkowski (the agent who requested it) before I start my new job. Then I’ll be free to start on the next one, which is rolling around in my head, begging to get out.

I don’t expect to hear anything from Michelle for at least 3 months, possibly 6 — hopefully before Christmas. By that time, I should have the first draft of my next manuscript finished so if she asks to see that, I’ll be prepared.  Of course, I’m shooting for an even earlier date just in case she zooms through the first one that I send her.

For this one week, I get to taste what it would be like to be a full-time writer. For this one week, if anyone asks, “What do you do for a living?” I can say, “I’m a writer.” Forget marketing and high tech and the internet. For nine whole days, I’m nothing but a writer.