The moment my book went through it's final edit, my eye WOULD NOT stop twitching. The muscle above my left eye socket just beneath my eyebrow got in a full week's worth of spasms. There was only one thing to do. Somehow, I knew that only submitting my book to Covenant and Deseret Book would cure the twitch.
After all, why did I write it? Let me try that again, writing it was pure joy, why did I beg almost all my Facebook friends to beta read it? Why did I read it four times to clean it up? Why did I spend over four hundred dollars editing it? I birthed this book to share with the world, or at least a small niche market.
So that little muscle was begging me to get on Deseret and Covenant to finally, after years of dreaming about it, submit a finished story to a publisher.
The very afternoon after I submitted it, the twitch was gone. That's right everyone, I am now a submitted author. Not that that's a thing, but two publishers are going to read my story with the thought of determining if it is something worth putting on paper. I DID IT!