I’m such a bad blogger, friends! I’m so sorry. I’ve been MIA and I must apologize for that. Over the next month or so, I can only guess it’ll get worse. So before the storm hits, I thought I’d drop you in my chair for a moment and update you on the stories bumping around in my head.
Angel Eyes is done–gone to the printer and entirely out of my hands. It’ll be at the warehouse for shipping in about three weeks and in stores less than a month after that. It’s a strange, strange thing friends. I find myself excited and terrified all in one fell swoop. When I started this journey, it never dawned on me that people would have the freedom–and in fact be encouraged–to turn a critical eye on my words.
Oh, I didn’t go into this blind; I knew about the reality of it all. It just seemed so very far away, an obstacle not worth considering at the time. But, now, time is short and I find myself anxious. Jesus and I have been doing a little chatting about my anxiety and He’s helping me through it, but in the spirit of transparency, I thought you should know: it’s daunting.
That said, I’m currently editing book two of the Angel Eyes Trilogy, Broken Wings. Slated to hit shelves next February, this one is tons of fun. More angels, more demons. Battles, kissing. Lots of fun. I’d share details but that would ruin so much. Still, it’s a wacked-out thing to be working on one novel while reviews for another are coming in. I’m learning to keep my head down and
just. keep. writing.
It’s funny because the good reviews are amazingly kind and make me all warm and gushy feeling, but they don’t help me write. And the bad reviews (yeah, sorry Nana, I’ll get those too), those ones just scare me and hinder my rabid typing fingers. So, for now, it’s blinders on, eyes set, fingers pounding away at square letters, and absolutely no looking around. I’m in the homestretch with this one and getting excited about turning it over to Thomas Nelson. They’re fabulous, by the way.
AND THEN there’s book three. This is a currently untitled, gigantic blobby waiting for me just past that mountain up there. I’ve got bits written and notes surrounding me, but until I get the edits done for book two I won’t be entirely certain about three. Funny how that works.
But, what I wanted to tell you, most of all, is that through it all–through the emotional ups and downs, through the moments of doubt and the quiet prayerful tears–God has been here. He’s been with me. When I wasn’t sure I could do it, God reminded me that He STILL has a plan. His plan isn’t based on how I feel or what others think. His plan is His and His alone and I’ve no need to doubt the road we’re walking together. Sometimes it’s hard to believe that. Sometimes my gut clenches and my nerves take over, but deep inside–somewhere near my heart–there’s a still small voice reminding me:
I STILL HAVE A PLAN.
I hope you’ll remember that today. That He has a plan for you too. My prayer is that we each attack this day with all the tenacity, all the grace, and all the vision that God has made available to us. That we see fear and anxiety for the bullies they are and refuse to bow to either.
And if you’re not sure–if you’re just not sure about this God I ramble on about–I wonder just what it’d be like if you put your plans away for a while and look to Him. To His plan for your life.
So, I guess that’s me. I’m wondering. Wondering on Wednesday.
How ’bout you? What are you doing today?