7:51pm: Check submission meets all the agent's guidelines. Snigger at joke in covering letter. Hit send.
7:52pm: Refresh mailbox.
7:53pm: Refresh mailbox.
7:54pm: Check submission guidelines again. Notice sending it in .Doc or .PDF weren't optional. Reassure self that scanned writing on beermats is fine.
7:55pm: Refresh mailbox. Promise to wait until after 8pm before refreshing again.
7:59pm: Refresh mailbox.
8:01pm: Open wine. Go on twitter. Notice comment by agent. Check their time line for any comment about your MS.
8:04pm: Make funny comment to agent. If they respond they obviously love your MS.
8:10pm: They must be too busy gushing over MS to respond.
8:15pm: Finish wine.
8:25pm: Realise twitter joke to agent was just stalkerish and crazy. Pour vodka.
8:26pm: Refresh mailbox...
9:32pm: Refresh mailbox. Decide to check from another computer just in case this one's broken.
9:48pm: Reread covering letter. Notice four spelling mistakes and the joke is racist. Finish vodka. Shout at mirror. Collapse.
|Please, sir, Can I be published?|
9:48am: Arrive at work late and reeking of booze. Refresh mailbox...
11:28pm: Refresh mailbox. Get suspended indefinitely as, "Mind seems to be on other things and not the heart surgery".
4 Weeks later
10:23am: Form rejection. Weep.
10:26am: Plan murder of agent.
11:32am: Start new book written on napkins stolen from KFC.