It’s cold, it’s rainy, it’s windy, dreary, and grey–and I’m so tired, I could just about plotz.
Some of you have been asking me when Bell Mountain No. 12, His Mercy Endureth Forever, will become available. I don’t know, but it’s just about all ready, so it ought to be out there pretty soon. Surely before Easter.
We’re doing one last round of editing, and I’ve just finished my part of that. I’ve got to tell you, and I’m not bragging, that there are scenes in this book that do make me feel I haven’t lived my life in vain. I give God the glory for that, who has guided me all the way through the writing of this book and all the others.
And now I think I’ll go plotz. Direct further inquiries to Byron the Quokka.
Your words are such an echo of mine. Also reminds me of the song by Carroll Roberson titled Lord take all that I have.
Too exciting!
Byron; are you in a position to take over until Lee is rested up? I every confidence in you; and no, you can’t give my bike away as a prize.
I think he’s coming down with Patty’s cold.
From my irrelevant perspective I post this comment by invitation: I’ve gotten so much from you both spiritually and intellectually that I vote no on whether you’re living your life in vain. Just one small voice in a sea of people you’ve made a positive impact on and just think of all those people who read your books. Now, that’s posterity.
Thank you, Marlene.
If you must plotz, please do it in large pieces so they can be put back together easily. 🙂 We need you. I can hardly tell you how much this blog has meant to me.
I’ve just figured out I’ve caught Patty’s cold. *sigh*
Phoebe, I never dreamed anyone would ever say a thing like that to me. I thought I was doing this just to sell books. Turned out I was wrong!