From the Bottom of My Soles…

If you’ve been wondering why I haven’t blogged in the past two weeks, I have been too busy walking on air. I’m really not sure that the soles of my feet have touched the ground yet.

After 40 days in the desert… okay more like months of tortuous silence from the “professionals” in the publishing industry, I’ve suddenly seen a flurry of activity. Things are starting to look up for my little novel. After months of sitting on the bench, my little player is finally seeing some action. Nothing firm — just promising.

I’m also looking at another major re-write, but that doesn’t come as unwelcome news.

Months ago, I asked advice from some writer friends about whether I should make some specific (and big) changes to the book. Most of them said, “Don’t change anything right now.” One solitary friend said, “Go with your gut — if you feel the story should move that direction, do it!” I decided to sit on my hands until I heard feedback from the submissions I had already made, but an uneasy feeling haunted me.

I have been praying about it. “God, I don’t want the book to sell just so I can say I’m an author. I want it to be the story You intended. Help me to get it right.”

So, my heart soared when I got the news. “It won’t sell as is, but would you consider making a few changes?”  The changes? You got it — exactly the ones I was considering.

So, there’s a lot of work to do, and no promise of a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. I know enough about the publishing industry to keep my dreams cautious — it may still come to nothing. But, I’m still skipping along the path and excited about what I might discover along the way.

Thank you — everyone — for your prayers. I recently posted to Facebook, “I’m walking on air.”  My friend, Terry, wrote back to me, “maybe that’s because so many are on their knees.” Amen to that and thank you from the bottom of my soul.  Or, maybe it should be, “…from the bottom of my soles!”