Everyone thinks that writing the great American novel is simple…just grab a lapttop, some snacks, and start typing. Or in my case when the bug first bit me it was pen and paper because the wonderous device I’m using to update this hadn’t been invented yet. But sadly it isn’t. The roughest step any budding author can take is to try to submit her work for publication because waiting is murder. I went out on a limb before the holidays and set my baby out into the cold, hard world of the Publisher and haven’t heard a single peep… So does that mean i give up? NEVER!