Though I am querying right now, that's not the waiting game I'm talking about.
First, let me say hello and welcome to all my new followers! I look forward to getting to know you all!
So now to what's on my mind...
This morning, I turned in my application. Twelve hours later, I'm still sick to my stomach. By Tuesday night, I will know whether or not I've made it into the program, and there's nothing more I can do about it now.
My future is out of my hands.
It's like querying, only a million times worse. I want to be an author, but my desire to be a teacher is absolutely overwhelming. I'm so passionate about theatre, about the arts, and about helping those around me. I want to do that for the rest of my life, and now four strangers are deciding if I'll even get the chance.
At least I know this will be over by Tuesday. I'll either get in or I won't. It's not quite as long of a waiting game as querying.
But it's still torture.