We didn’t make it to the doctor today, but please keep praying for us.
Meanwhile, I’m racing the calendar to get His Mercy Endureth Forever written before it gets too cold outside to write.
I have this weird sense of being powerfully pulled toward the story’s climax without knowing what that climax is. I rely on the Lord to give me the story, and sometimes He doesn’t let me know what I’m going to write until I write it. Without giving anything away, suffice it to say that hellzapoppin in Obann and I have no idea at all, how it’s going to turn out. That makes it somewhat stressful.
I didn’t know how The Fugitive Prince would end until one evening, while walking just a few blocks to get our Chinese food for supper, He gave me the whole thing, all at once–wham! Writing The Thunder King, I had the climax first, before the beginning of the story. And I received the climax of The Last Banquet, all at once, as I walked upstairs to the bedroom. So I never know what to expect or when to expect it.
And so, today, a little more blog, a bite to eat, and back to work. Please, Lord–help me bring the story to my readers; for I write these in your service. In Jesus’ name, Amen.
Lee is so right – it is difficult to write a good book. I have written three so far during my adult life and none have been published. And to write excellent books like the Bell Mountain series is especially difficult, I would say near impossible, without the inspiration of the Holy Spirit. May Lee continue to hear that still, small voice is my prayer for Lee.
Inspirations it’s an amazing thing.
God bless you with your writing