My class is reading The Great Gatsby and we have been discussing the significance of the "green light". I gave each kid a green light bulb shaped paper and had them write down what their "green lights" were. Afterwards, I had them each come up in front of the class to share with every one. Immediately, they asked, "why do we have to get up and do this?" My response was that when we say something aloud to a group of people, it becomes real and we are held accountable. Well, each kid came up and did as I asked. There were a lot of "go to college" and "graduate from high school." I enjoyed it quite a bit. When we were done, the kids asked, "Mrs. Handling, what's your green light?" I had to think about it.
When I finally decided what it was, I told them. "My green light is to rewrite my book and get it ready for whatever is next." I said it aloud, and felt the pressure. So, during spring break, I did it. Now, for the first time in two years, I have a new ms I'm ready to query out into the writer world and it scares the crap out of me. I've written a query letter and sent it to a friend; though, I admit I have sent it to an agent as well. I'm nervous.
I would love to progress as a writer to a traditionally published author. That would be my next green light. Now, I'll stand on my dock (my couch) and stare out across the sound at the green light shining in the night (my computer).