January 9th

Welcome to Squirrel's Treehouse. I started this blog to keep folks updated on my progress as a writer. My goal is to be published in contemporary inspirational romance. I am pre-published right now. I've learned the road to publication is long, hard and paved with rejection. In fact, at times, it feels like I'm crawling on broken glass but I am confident that if God wants me to be published, it will happen one day. My job is to learn the craft and apply it to the best of my ability. To remain teachable with critiques on my work and above all, to seek God for direction in my writing. Usually, they say to send your stuff to different houses, but for some reason, I cannot do that. I don't know if it's stubborness on my part, or if it's really God leading me to the direction of one house in particular. Every time I even think of researching another house, I lose my peace. I'm praying and waiting for God to nudge me the next step, whether that be to enter one or more of my wips (Work In Progress) in contests, or what. I've queried an agent and I am simply praying for God's will to be done there. She is a Christian agent with a close relationship with Jesus, and I know she'll listen to His prompting one way or another. I trust my God whether her answer is yes, I want to represent you and your writing, or no, I'm sorry, I have to pass. It's all in God's will and timing. I'm really kicking myself for not entering the GH. It's one of those things that I procrastinated and prayed about entering and now I regret it that I didn't do it. I know God can still make a way for me, even if I messed up by not entering. For those of you that don't know it, the GH (Golden Heart) is probably the premier contest for unpublished writers.

Okay, gotta go WRITE!

I hope you all are praying for the families of the Tsunami victims. This global tragedy is heartbreaking. I told God I don't understand the enormity of it, but I know He loves those people and the Bible says He is very near to the broken hearted.

Thanks for stopping by.

Until next time,

don't let the penguins trample your garden.....


Squirrel