So let it be done!

It’s taken three years and seven months, but at last (at last!) it is finished. The first draft of my historical novel, KINDRED (working title), begun in April 2004, sits cooling its heels on my hard drive (and my jump drive, and various piles of hard copy backup), waiting for me to catch my breath, gather my wits, and come back at it with a bright red editing vengeance. All 284,000 words of it.

KINDRED isn’t my first novel. That was written fifteen years ago. So was a second sometime later, followed by a good-sized chunk of a third, and well over half of a fourth. KINDRED is a considerable milestone in my writing journey, however, a reason for celebration and the giving of heart-felt thanks. So on this Thanksgiving Day, 2007, I say thank you to my Father in heaven for a finished manuscript, and for the journey He’s taken me on to reach this goal. He has been faithful, even when my faith faltered.

And to my friends and family who believed I could still do this and who encouraged me, prayed for me, listened to my whining, cheered me on, read scenes, gave feedback, shared their research and, in one special case, traveled hundreds of miles with me to visit a certain spot on the banks of the French Broad River… you all know who you are… thank you, with all my heart. And Brian, thank you for dwelling so graciously with the oddities and quirks of a wife whose head and heart are half the time stuck fast in the 18th Century.

As many of you know, there were seasons when I thought I’d never see this day. I’ll talk about that in my next post.

Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and comes down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow of turning. James 1:17

May His light be yours this Thanksgiving, and every blessing!



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