I submitted my manuscript for the mass printing. Finally!
254 pages, 59,975 words, 1 book.
Before I sent the manuscript off, my perfectionist mind started playing tricks and it was about 5am at the time. Coordinated witchcraft!
So I picked my phone and dialed people I could talk with, within my circle: Munachim, Nkiru, Amara (my immediate elder sister), Chukwuka Chiamaka (my baby of the house), Chiamaka and Isioma.
I wanted to call Anne since she’s been the book prefect alongside Tonia Amaka but I remembered something so I decided to wait. LOL
Also, I wanted to call Tonia but I didn’t want shout first for ‘delaying it for long,’ and then, encouragement, “It’s you, you’ve done your best.”
Got through to almost all. They had almost the same thing to me, “You’ve worked on this book so much. Just send it!”
Isioma chuckled, “You want me to give you pep talk, abi?”
“Okay. See, an artwork can never be perfect…” and she added other words.
Well, 7:40am, that manuscript was sent in Word and PDF. Immediately I sent it off, I heaved a sigh of relief.
Honestly, it’s been 4 months of hard work, from October – January.
I’ve done my best.
I’ve tried to perfect.
I’ve tried to dilly dally to make it better.
I’ve had my mum wonder what’s wrong with me, neglecting to look at her husby who gave me a little part of his gene for perfection.
I’ve challenged some beliefs I had before I began writing Bank of Deposits. Like Ernest said yesterday, “Bank of Deposits broke me and remade me.” I totally agree. Through this book, I’ve grown, become more open-minded and loved my passions and myself more.
So here we are: a debut. I couldn’t have asked for a better debut after losing my first book, ‘Tears of a Broken Heart’ to a printer in 2004.
After 5 years, 7 months, here we are. The future just looked up for my writing career. Fingers crossed.
Yaaaaaaaaaaaaassssssssssssssssss! *tears cloth and starts dancing*