When my great-American, best-selling, internationally-acclaimed novel was rejected, resulting in my becoming physically ill and spiritually deficient, I had to re-think what this writing life was all about. Perhaps God wasn’t going to put a novel in my brain, let it flow from my fingertips, and didn’t really want to work for me as my agent who would earn 10%.
Thinking I might have more to learn, had only a high school education, I began taking one literature, then English, course at a time and discovered there was more to writing than my inspired thoughts.
