So, I signed with Tyndale House, and now a fury of emails and tasks have been released. Last weekend my friend and seasoned writer, Jim Reimann, spent three days haunched over his computer correcting my horrendous grammer and punctuation. I then spent the following three nights revising the entire manuscript before turning it in last week [long exhale here].

Now, Tyndale’s editors are working with it, before it comes back to me for one last approval. Meanwhile, we are forming our marketing plan, gathering endorsements, and creating cover art–believing the message of this book is worth all the work.

It’s encouraging to think of a bunch of publishers and editors circled around a conference table looking at hundreds of manuscripts, deciding mine was worth their time and money. And yet about a day after signing the contract my heart and mind left this encouraging celebratory moment, setting my sights on good reviews and making it on sales lists. There’s nothing wrong with any of that, and given the possibility of miracles any of it could happen. But if I miss today, dwelling on tomorrow, then none of it’s worth anything.

I’ll keep you posted along the way. Check out the book summary over on “The Book” page.