Up late researching some things last night, a little tired at church. Great message/Life Group. Dana and I drove separately – different services – so I could come home early. More research for my next book. The topic revolves around the brevity of life, how thankful we should be. Looks like it’ll take a long time to put together, but it’s going to be worth it. Very excited.
What a good day! Got so much done. Short night last night, really tired now but had to give an update. Excited my book’s about to be returned from the publishing company…btw, excellent feedback from my editor, but that’s another story in itself. In the meantime, I am becoming so, not enamored – maybe affectionate or passionate – about the next book’s subject. Mitochondrial disease is a serious, serious condition. So I researched that tonight, very saddening from the medical standpoint. Had some thoughts about another chapter, perhaps. “Labor of Love: Gavin Lawrey and his struggle with Mitochondrial Disease.” Now for a double-header Upwards flag football and triple-header soccer tomorrow. Yay.
This has been an absolutely fantastic day. A few low points came but quickly dissipated. While I’m waiting for my “Till Death” book to be returned from Westbow for the beginning stages of approval, I began working on another project. A heartfelt interview has led to a story about a dynamic family in the community. Their son, Gavin, suffers from Mitochondrial Disorder. So far, with all the information the mother has given me, we’ve completed over 50 pages of text. Mito is a grievous tragedy, and as saddened as I am by its intensity and severity, I am hopeful we can get the word out about this disease. Believe we’re titling it, “Labor of Love.”
Well, the work on my next project formally began this morning. I didn’t know two hours could pass so quickly, as I waited before a dentist appointment. I read through, researched, half of one article. That which I had asked of the co-author (subject), I found myself the victim of. I only had gotten halfway through the article, and I was consumed by my emotions. I know, shouldn’t happen being a male. But I think it’s very different this time when I did not play a role in the plot. I see and write from the outside. I believe, God- willing, we’re going to have a fantastic story! It will be inspirational and enlightening.
Great night’s sleep but short. Thankful to have heard from my editor last night, soon-to-be publisher for the next book. Up late – later than my previous post – writing more thoughts and things, proposed chapter titles, and tidbits to work with. Glad my mind finally slowed down and I could sleep at least two hours. Think we have a solid, at least tentative, outline now to follow. God is in control.
Another post….I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again. I am so eager to get started on this next project, probably as equally excited as I am to get my first one published. I actually just put my pen down. I’ve been working on it all evening and night up until now. That shouldn’t have happened, however, I am so enthralled. We have to get the word out. “What?” one may inquire. That, plus the subject, will be revealed of in due time.
I completed a tentative outline and have sent several emails regarding the project. We have so much to go on, personal testimony besides. We’re hoping to acquire more sources soon, mostly online. Tomorrow, actually, in a few hours – hoping to be blessed by more than double the amount of sleep (7 hours) than one of the book’s central characters – I plan on taking my daughter to school.. (It’s sort of a bummer that my inspired thoughts usually come in the middle of the night:) Hoping to read various articles I was given before an appointment in the morning. Good night, sweet dreams America.
I am as excited tonight as ever. After a delightful meeting today about the next project, I came home quite joyful. The mother seemed exhausted, but that’s another story. Actually, that is the story. The duties in that family are scarcely comparable to anything else. I can comment more at a later date. “Labor of Love” may be the title we use. I expect the work to be hard, but any project of this magnitude would be. This evening, I have finished sketching my first draft of the beginning chapter. I am jubilant how the words came to mind. We’ll see if it meets their approval.
