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First Manuscript: Reflecting


Revisited this journal entry from my Writing Journals. It kind of captures that mix of anticipation with the anxiety of submitting the manuscript to editors. The process was not as severe as I had imagined. But it was long.

3/2/2009

I just uploaded my manuscript to iUniverse. It was a strange thing. I blogged the experience on my Windows live space. Below are those thoughts and reflections:

FINALLY!!  Manuscript away!

It was a weird feeling . . . uploading the work of seven years (conception) and three years (writing). I thought it was ridiculous when a writer would say that sending out his/her manuscript was like sending his/her child out into the world alone. I felt two things. First, a feeling that someone else is going to invade the work. Second, that I have little control over it. For some reason submitting this book manuscript is far different from submitting the articles I’ve written. I had no problem getting those off to my editors. No residual feelings. No afterthoughts. Done. Gone. And whatever happened, happened. But the book is far different. I think about it more. What’s to become of it? Will it communicate what’s in my heart to communicate? Will the editors understand it? Do they care to? Or is it just editing for them?

For a moment, while I watched the bright green progress-bar inching to the right as the manuscript uploaded to the publisher’s site, I felt this “no turning back now” feeling. Very strange. Love to know the psychology behind it. I was almost in disbelief. “It’s really happening. For better or worse, you’re a book author now. This will be a new experience.”  I prayed that the book will bless its readers. I prayed that those who read We’re the ‘sons of God’ . . . So What? [WsoGSW]will have an encounter with the Living God while they read. And the result will be a new level in their spiritual growth and walk with God.

Now, I find the waiting more difficult than the finalizing of the manuscript.

I’m supposed to have an editorial evaluation back in two weeks from the day of submission. So . . . I’ll move on. Today I’m going to work on my first novel. I’ve been living with the characters and plot for a couple of years. I have a start that Marcy feels is “Great!”  So . . . it’s just a matter of, can I live with the work for another year? AND . . . finalize edits, cover work, and galleys of WSGSW?  We’ll see.  It’s an adventure. And I’m content to be on it. In any case, I’ll leave this to the Lord and move on.

TODAY:  The book, We’re the “sons of God” . . . So What?: Believe God About Who You Really Are is available at BarnesandNoble.com or Amazon.com. Scroll down the right side-navigation bar or go to the top menu to “Find My Books.”

I look back on that experience and am so grateful to have had it. It’s a wonderful thing to know that a word the Lord has given you is now in print and can be shared with the intended readers. And especially that the message will transform the lives of those who read it. They will have an encounter with the living God and see their true worth in His sight.

QUESTION: Do YOU recall what it was like to submit your first manuscript?

From My Writing Journal: 4/5/2001


Writing is an act of love for the “Christian” writer (the writer who is not merely Christian in the sense of a religious identity, but rather a true follower and disciple of Jesus—one who partakes in his very nature and personality by way of God’s inhabiting presence [Gal. 2:20 cf. 2 Pt. 1:4). I say for “the disciple of Jesus” because other writers may write from any number of motives—money, the need to be heard or speak, boredom—but the disciple writes for love.

This kind of writer gives in secret. All alone the Christian writer gives shape to thoughts and emotions that spring from fellowship with Christ and their desire is to express love for Christ and all whom He loves. I long to know Christ and to make him known. What he shows me in my writing is–that self-giving is the expression of love. And this solitary act of writing is an act of love, at first hidden and unseen. Only later does the Lord bring it out into the open. And then, not all, but only that which He would commend.

How I desire for my body of work, my writing, to help my brothers and sisters to Know Him better and to Make Him Known. That His love might be my highest aim. I keep thinking that perhaps if I give myself to this lonely work, their experience will be one of great blessing and communion with Christ and the church.

Perhaps in this solitary expression of my heart, in these hours days and weeks of parading symbols across a blank white page, a receptive heart and mind will soar into greater heights with Jesus. Perhaps this place at my computer keyboard is the place where my gifts and life-experience, my love for Jesus and my heavenly Father will speak to a hungry heart and lift it into the courts of the New Jerusalem. Maybe, this time alone can unveil a view from the Mountains of Pomegranates. This aloneness, this word-smything, then connects me with all human hearts through my love for my Savior.

Thank you Lord for the gift of writing.

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