I was working a contract job in Alberta and I was in a meeting with my boss, and the project consultant.
The project consultant turns to me and asks, “What are you going to do when your contract ends?”
Without hesitation I replied, “I’m going to write books.”
There were three people in that room and all three of us were completely startled.
The question came, “What sort of books?”
“I have no idea!”
And I didn’t. But I knew it was true. I was going to write books. Right there in the meeting, I did a quick, silent check with God, “Books? Write? Me?” There was a calm assurance in my spirit. “Yes.”
Hokey dokey. This should be interesting.
I can sum up what I knew about being a writer in like this: It involved a word processor, long hours, and a topic of some sort. Then, I go to a conference for pastors. My husband is a pastor, but they make me go to these things too. We walk into this room and there’s this nice grandfatherly type fellow at the front of the room. I don’t have a clue who he is, but we say hi and shake hands, exchange pleasantries.
Turns out this nice grandfatherly type fellow is the chief editor of a publishing house in the US. Gee whiz.
At a break, I approach him and tell him I’m interested in the process of how to be published. He asked several rapid fire questions about my book (see what he did?) and I gave him short, rapid fire answers. Did I mention my answers were short? They were short. Not long. Short. He must have been impressed because he gave me his personal e-mail address and said, “Can you have your book proposal to me in two months?”
I smiled. “Absolutely.”
When he left I turned to my husband. He was smiling. I smiled back and said, “What’s a book proposal?”
I went home and bought a book called “How to Write a Book Proposal”.
The publisher I submitted my proposal to reviews around 1000 ms a year. They publish only 40. Mine is one of the 40 they are publishing in 2009. That book is Your Best You: Discovering and Developing the Strengths God Gave You.