There's one blank most people don't think about much unless they're in the throes of an unsuccessful job hunt.
Like your address or your phone number, it's not a blank you have to think real hard about. You just fill in the appropriate information. I went from student to systems analyst. Then I became a stay at home mom. Simple. Easy. Done.
Then I started writing. Writing is a funny thing. You can work as a writer for years before having anything to show for it. Hours upon hours of writing and editing, but nothing to point at or show people. It makes it hard to say you're a writer, because the following conversation inevitably ensues:
Other Human: What do you do?
Me: I'm a writer.
OH: Wow. That's neat. What do you write?
Me: Romance novels from a Christian worldview
OH: Cool. Can I buy it/get it/see it?
Me: Well. No. Right now I've got a blog and I'm submitting my book places.
OH: *awkward silence*
But I did it. A little over a year ago I started putting "writer" in that little blank. I had a blog. My writing was out there for the world to see. I didn't consider myself a blogger by trade since that wasn't where I was focusing my energy. So I put and said writer and let the awkward silence come because whether that other human knew it or not, calling myself a writer was a big deal and I was proud of myself for taking that step. I still felt a tremor of trepidation with every form I faced.
Until this year. This year I welcomed those student info forms with anticipation and a new pen. This year I didn't put "writer" on that occupation blank.
This year I put "author".
Because this year I have a contract.
"My Lord Valet" or whatever the title ends up being will be available from Bethany House Publishers in Fall of 2015.
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