Love. When we think of love we think romance—flowers, candy, and sweet words of adoration.
Coincidentally, my favorite books are romances; the good, clean kind. It’s ironic I like them so much, because I don’t consider myself to be a romantic.
I like a good story, and most romances—well, they’re good stories.
Back in the waning months of the summer of 2011, I decided I would write a book. This book wouldn’t be my first. I had written a children’s book when my (now) thirteen year old son was a baby. My children’s book was accepted by a publishing rep AND an agent at the She Speaks Conference in July of 2011. I was ecstatic!
My children’s book was one of the few children’s books accepted that weekend. This writing newbie felt accomplished. Unfortunately, weeks later, both entities ultimately rejected my creation. I still have hope there will be a day when the timing will be right for it to be published. I have to believe. In the meantime, the book waits—patiently—on my computer for when I decide to be vulnerable again.
Vulnerability. What a scary place to be. Even with the rejection, I decided to embark on writing that other book I mentioned. And the book? It was a romance. It may seem silly, but it was based off a dream I had, I’m sure inspired by my love of watching the Hallmark Channel—of course.
The crazy thing was, I discovered I loved writing romance books. The good, clean, inspirational kind I wouldn’t mind my daughters reading.
I wrote a whole book! Me!!! I did that! All 163 pages and 53,453 words.
I had no idea I could do it!
The girl, who out of seminary, dreamed of writing a non-fiction book about the history of the Hebrew people and connect it to Christ, found out she could weave a story together filled with interesting characters. Who knew?
And then I did something terrifying, I allowed other women to read it. I found a few, brave ladies on Facebook who actually wanted to read my book. My book?
And they loved it!
I couldn’t believe it.
The vulnerable side of me breathed a huge sigh of relief.
Being vulnerable didn’t hurt me after all, but gave me the courage to upload the book to Amazon. I still haven’t mastered the art of marketing, but I haven’t let it stop me.
Know what? I kept writing more books.
Three at the same time!!!
What was I thinking?
Okay, I had to get the stories swirling in my head onto paper…i.e., computer.
I was quite ambitious and made the romance book a trilogy. Book 2 is nearly ready to be sent out to the same group of ladies. I’m anxious, because the vulnerability monster is creeping in—again. But I will push on, because if I don’t, I’ll never know what could happen.
And the other two books?
Well, this summer I plan to complete them both, and hopefully get them into the hands of brick and mortar publishers by the end of the summer or early fall. My summer will be crazy busy writing query letters, editing, and writing book proposals, along with taking a break from our homeschool studies. But I’m not beyond squeezing in a little (shhh… a lot of) math review with my 10 and 13 year old children. It makes starting school back up in the fall, oh, so much easier.
Perhaps by the summer of 2016 I can announce: “Woo hoo! My books are now available at your local Christian bookstore.”
And there it is…being vulnerable.
You never know, until you take your first step.
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Hope you’ll join me tomorrow for Theology Tuesday. The topic point is LOVE.
If you want to read a good book, I would love for you to read: Mending Hearts. You can find it on Amazon at: http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?url=search-alias%3Daps&field-keywords=Latanya+Wagner%27s+Mending+Hearts