As I have written before, I am not a patient person. It takes a lot of practice, a lot of trying and failing and trying again, a lot of pep talks and prayer to remind myself to slow down, to not be in such a rush, to be patient with myself and others, and let the future unfold on its own timetable. I need to constantly fight the urge to compare myself to others and to a certain internal standard of perfection. I must continually remind myself that progress – though infinitesimally small and painstakingly slow – is progress nonetheless.
I first started this walk down “the writer’s path” almost two years ago when I began writing my first manuscript, a book that chronicled my faith journey, and I began writing publicly a year and half ago when I wrote this post. Since that time I have sent out more queries and proposals to agents and publishers than I care to admit. There were some close calls but, in the end, they were all a big fat “NO.” Rejection after rejection after rejection.
I have cried. A lot. I came close to giving up. Many times. And yet something kept me going.
Through it all my husband, Matt, endured every heartbreaking rejection, every last tear, every single complaint. And, through it all, he encouraged me to keep going, to keep trying, to keep writing.
And so I did.
I put that first book away and began thinking about other stories I wanted to share. I longed to find a way to celebrate life’s everyday miracles, to bridge the gap between the spiritual and the secular,to tell the tales of grace that live within all of us.
And so was born the beginning ideas for “Grace, Wonder, and Everyday Miracles” and I started the soul-crushing process of submitting queries and proposals all over again.
Except this time around, the process has been different. For one thing, I know more about the process. I know now just how important an author’s platform (readers, followers, etc.) are to selling a proposal and that the manuscript is usually completed after the proposal has been accepted by a publisher.
The process is also different this time around because I have a literary hand to guide me along the way. That’s right, I HAVE AN AGENT! I signed a contract with the Seymour Agency last week, but I’ve been hesitant to share the news out of fear that I will jinx it or anger the gods of the publishing world in some way. Though my agent has reminded me that the road ahead is long and that there is no guarantee that a publisher will make an offer, it feels good to have someone in my corner.
It feels good to make progress, however small and slow.
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