September 2021 Featured Article
Writing can be a scary business. You pour words onto a page and hope whoever comes along picks up what you’re trying to say. You inject a message or a theme in each work, and readers bring their own interpretation to the story. Sometimes those two don’t match up. Sometimes you pick up a story and it’s exactly what you needed and it comes to you at the perfect moment.
As an author, I often don’t know what I’ll be writing next. I have a list of ideas longer than my arm (and I have pretty long arms considering my height). I’m working on my last book in the Independence Islands series right now. Christian finally gets his story! Yay! He’s been slowly creeping into the other books, and now he’s ready to talk to me and let you get to know him. I’m going to miss this series, but I’m also excited to start the next round of books that I have lined up.
I started writing seven years ago, and when I began that first book, I knew I was taking a major leap into an adventure. As Bilbo would say, “I’m going on an adventure!” And what a ride it has been so far. I’m getting to do what I love.
Soon, my ninth contemporary Christian romance book will be published. Next year, I’ll be mixing it up with some historical romance and an Alice in Wonderland retelling with a fantasy twist. I can’t imagine another job where I get to do this thing that I love and meet amazing people who are so uplifting and inspiring.
I had no idea what I was doing seven years ago. I thought this whole writing thing would be a solo gig. Well. A me and God gig. I didn’t realize how much I needed other people. For anyone who knows me, I am not good at asking for help. I love to help other people, but I tend to function solo.
Writing is not a solo activity.
If you’re a writer and you’re trying to do all of this on your own, I beg you to reach out to others. We’re here for each other.
Writing is not for the faint of heart. So have courage. Be strong and courageous.
I picked this verse last year as my verse for the year, and it has kept me going. When I think I can’t press on, I read it again.