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I came home from the conference (AKA my breakup with Christian publishing) as I do from every conference I attend: with a list of tasks and inspiration. I learned a lot at the conference aside from my existential crisis. I was going to go even deeper into honing my voice in the manuscript. I was…

After my cocoon period, I attended another writer’s conference. This one was a well-known conference, especially in faith-based circles. This conference—or festival—was well run and the workshops were eye-opening and the people were the best. But it was at this conference that I finally realized I had been chasing the wrong path all this time.…

I found myself stuck in the vortex of Christian publishing for too long, but it wasn’t all bad. For one, the people were genuinely kind. The agents were approachable and took time out of their busy schedules to mentor a wannabe author. At conferences, they smiled and talked to conference goers and treated them like…

So the agent who didn’t sign me. There was a reason, one I didn’t address in my last post. Remember I mentioned he wanted me to change one major thing, and I did even though it didn’t sit well with me? This agent worked for a Christian agency. I thought at first my book could…

For the next six months after the initial idea, I wrote whenever I could. None of the stories was organized and I didn’t try to tame them. I was still just coaxing the muse. I was gently prodding my memories out, hoping they could be captured well on the page. I was writing a book,…