Writing is hard work. Writing a book is even harder. Getting a book published harder yet. But the ultimate challenge? Book signings. Whether a first or fifteenth book, the author is vulnerable. A book signing is one of those events where people are needed more than technology. Live people. I enjoyed attending a number of signings these past few years, and each one was a fun adventure in excitement and hope.
What if Jesus had a book signing? His book would be the Bible, which covers all the nonfiction genres. The Big Book contains biography, autobiography, memoir, letters, history, inspiration, and travel, all in one. With a shiny Cross pen in hand, Jesus would smile his big, welcoming smile to indicate he was ready to greet his readers. We’d each bring our books to the table, get the famed autograph and during our conversation we’d enjoy personal attention from the Big Guy. Of course, there would be light snacks and coffee, since I’m of the belief there will be coffee in heaven. The cake would probably be angel food but hopefully there will be chocolate too. Alongside the table would be business cards with one word--“God”--with no phone number or website needed. Of course, there would also be bookmarks to give away.
I’d walk up to the Big Author, shaking in my shoes, with my favorite Bible in hand, the NIV version. “Hi, Jesus!” I’d say, “Address your note to Lisa, please.”
“Of course! By the way, I know your name already,” He’d say.
“Oh yeah, that’s right. Sooo, Jesus, why did you write this book anyway?”
“To tell you how much I love you. And Lisa, how about you. Are you a writer too?”
“Umm, yes. At least that’s what I keep trying to tell myself.”
“Yes, you’re a writer, because I made you that way. Keep on writing, Lisa. And remember I’m always here to help you.”
To all my fellow writers, keep on writing. And I will, too.
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Wednesday, June 12, 2013
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Time Management
Time management is practically an oxymoron--who manages time anyway? We like to think we manage time, but it's simply another commodity to spend. Once spent, it is gone, unless other currency with interest income or perhaps appreciation as added value. Instead, time is spent and as a result is gone.
Time, once spent, equals life. Our life experiences are simply the way we use this particular commodity. Our values are reflected in this way, too.
As a mom of young children, my clock revolves around theirs. I've learned each step matters, just like the weight loss journey, where it's not each pound, but each quarter of a pound that added up to the sum total of a hundred pounds lost. Wow.
Each precious block of time for writing will add up to the finished manuscript. Wow.
Time, once spent, equals life. Our life experiences are simply the way we use this particular commodity. Our values are reflected in this way, too.
As a mom of young children, my clock revolves around theirs. I've learned each step matters, just like the weight loss journey, where it's not each pound, but each quarter of a pound that added up to the sum total of a hundred pounds lost. Wow.
Each precious block of time for writing will add up to the finished manuscript. Wow.
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