It's a sad day on my writing front.

I just found out that I won't be doing any more historical fiction novels for Moody Publishing. The sales numbers just aren't there.

My last novel will be Book #3 in The Chronicles of the Spanish Civil War, A Whisper of Freedom.

Good thoughts:

I gave my very best. I held nothing back. I wrote will all my heart, and I marketed to the best of my ability. I felt God's pleasure as I wrote. I daily get notes from people whose hearts were changed because of those novels.


Hard thoughts:

I gave my very best. I held nothing back. I wrote will all my heart, and I marketed to the best of my ability. Sales stink.

The Lord gives, the Lord takes away, blessed be the name of the Lord. If I have Him I'm in need of nothing else!

I also have to say that though this is hard, I know this is not the way Moody wanted things to go either. I have never felt so loved, cared for, and appreciated by any other group of people in my life--I suppose that's also what makes it so difficult. AND we still have A Whisper of Freedom coming out in February ... so they're not done with me yet!

Finally, I woke up with the words from this quote in my mind. I read it during a speaking engagement last week, and at the time I didn't know how much I WOULD need the words.

My child, I have a message for you today; let me whisper it in your ear, that it may gild with glory any storm clouds which may arise, and smooth the rough places upon which you have to tread. It is short only five words, but let them sink into your inmost soul; use them as a pillow upon which to rest your weary head . . . This thing is from ME.”

--Laura A. Barter Snow, Streams in the Desert, February 1.