I browse the Internet every day, and on at least four days out of seven, I research the self-publishing industry, writers’ associations and what not… just about anything related to the task of writing a novel and getting it published.
Needless to say, advice abounds. Everyone (whether individual or associations) has a blog, offers services, holds contests, etc. You name it, you will find it!
This whole thing has me shaking my head; this is all about money. God has become a commercial theme. What happened to wanting to spread stories about God’s love to our peers? What happened to telling stories that soothe the soul and the aching heart? What happened to telling stories about being made whole again through God’s love and blessings? What happened to reminding people that all they need is God, that He loves them? What happened to letting the Holy Spirit work through our words?
The process should be simple; there are too many people involved, too many steps to follow. Only the fittest will survive.
It saddens me to see that there is no room for the innocence of the soul, for the beauty of God’s love painted with words of truth, for the truth in its simplest expression. Publishing is done with a key, one you have to follow, one that gives you the only way to have it done because it has been set up that way.
Personally, I have no choice but letting this endeavor into God’s Hands because He knows (and I know all too well) that I cannot do a thing. I am in over my head. I stare at the finish line, contemplate where I am today, and all that comes to mind is “it will take nothing short of a miracle to get there”.
Thy will be done.
A Pen for Christian Fiction 