Twelve weeks. Twelve weeks of waiting for feedback from Mr. Helfers. Naturally, I'll have the doubts if he got it, if he could read it, or even if it makes sense. I also worry about sending the wrong version, maybe somehow he got the one that looked like it was written by a child with a crayon instead of the more polished one. Twelve weeks of self-doubt. But, at least I sent Muddy Reflections out. By April 1, I should have my answer.