I believe in Fate. Totally and absolutely. I've always known I was going to be a writer, for example. If I hadn't had that certain knowledge, I think I'd probably have given up by now and be spending far more time down the gym and in the pub. But knowing it would happen has kept me writing.
Sometimes, however, Fate needs a bit of a nudge. I have to get really depressed about not having a short story published for a year, before I get an email saying I'm being published. The very morning I mentioned to Hubby that money was tight over January, he got a phone call for a block of work.
And, after I splurged my insecurity about not hearing from my publisher last Wednesday, today I received the first edits!
So, thanks to everyone who commented and gave such wonderful advice - you were absolutely right!
It was a strange feeling looking at my story with all these marks that I hadn't made. With the stories I've had published, they've been printed as is - I've had totally control and totally responsibility.
I had a quick read-through this morning, before getting down to actually working on it later today, and it took me half an hour! And that's only for 83 pages. I can't even begin to work out how you'd edit and proof a novel-length piece of work.
I've realised that I over-use commas - they've been deleted all over the
place - and my maths is bad. In one scene, there's a difficult sum. And,
even after using a fractions calculator twice, I got the answer wrong. How embarrassing!
So wish me luck! I'm diving in...