Living a holy life, and being a writer.

This has been on my mind quite a bit lately - and yes, it's another blog about writing, but don't worry, I do have a non-writing blog planned here very soon, perhaps even tomorrow. Anyway, I write, so I blog about writing.
Moving on....
I'm in a strange and wonderful place where after years of writing in my own dark little room all by myself, suddenly my stuff is getting "out there", in so many different ways: which is cool, because I really want to make a living writing someday, and I'm getting the idea the best way to do that is to be willing and motivated to write lots of different things. In any case, my stuff - in its own, small way - is getting out there. This, I've found, is both wonderful, exciting, and good....and bad and troubling, also.
Why bad and troubling?
Because I've found, much to my chagrin, that with the excitement and momentum, my focus has turned ever inward and more and more on writing. Now, when this comes to choosing to write over wasting time watching The Simpsons, good. When it comes to choosing to write over playing basketball with the guys...tough choice...but also good. When it comes to choosing to write over goofing off, also good.
When it comes to choosing to write over my morning devotions....not so good. Choosing to write over evening mediation on scripture? Not good again. Getting overly annoyed at the interruptions of life on my writing - say my kids, work, chores, fixing the dripping faucet, taking out the garbage? Certainly not good.
I tend to be obsessive and driven by nature. In some cases, it's not a bad thing. I get my grad work done on time, want to make sure I hit every criteria in my research papers, never miss a deadline with the newspaper. In some cases, it's not so good, because when I become invested in something - deeply invested - I don't want to pull away, even when I know I should.
This all hit me in analyzing my thoughts concerning some pieces I have out there. I realized - with a start - that even with all the recent success, I was still basing my sense of self worth and affirmation by the potential rejection/acceptances out there, which is just silly. I know the drill by now, have seen it in action: if something is rejected it's not personal, just re-tool and re-write until it gets accepted somewhere. No big deal.
That was when I forced myself to put aside my current short story, do my devotions, and pray. I keep coming back to a humbling truth, which I'll share in a moment.
We're imperfect, yearning to live for Christ. Some of us have it together, and are living pure, holy lives. Some of us are doing well, struggling with a few things but still moving forward, still others are little behind on the path. I know for myself, I still struggle with giving writing too high a priority. It's crazy, but I can't seem to convince myself that the half an hour or hour I save by skipping my devotions ISN'T going to help me get any more writing done. Instead, I end up feeling defeated, frustrated, struggle with sin, and seek for affirmation of self in writing success.
I have no idea what my writing future will be, but a scary thought has developed lately. Whatever future God has for me as a writer, I'll never be satisfied if I'm not living for Him, "seeking Him and finding Him with all of my heart". It goes beyond writing for the CBA or ABA, because I could be turning out the most theologically correct and spiritual manuscripts ever, but if I'm not living right, it would always sound hollow, and God would not bless it in the end.
What if God only wants me have one book published - and then only through an indie or small publisher - have a smattering of short stories published, write my column, do a few local signings and talks, and that's it? What if?
If I'm living a holy life, walking in God....I'll be content. If not, I'll be miserable, feeling that I failed, always wondering if God didn't bless me and my writing career. The irony is if I'm holy and content with the former, God could still have great things planned for me.
As an example, I'm going to pick on fellow Shoutlifer and friend (I hope;), Bryan Davis. For all the rest of you, please feel don't feel slighted in any way; Bryan is just the only one I've actually spent time with chatting in RL, although I hope to remedy that soon. (Can anyone say, "Shoutlife Writers Conference?).
If you've never heard Bryan's testimony about his writing career, you should email him and ask - it's amazing. In most or all ways, he exemplifies what holiness and the pursuit of a Godly life can mean to anyone, not just a writer. But anyway, for the purposes of this blog, let's say what it means for a writer to live a Godly life.
Bryan - after many, many rejections, one in which a rather snarky editor responded to Bryan's illustration of C.S. Lewis being a Christian Fantasy author, "Well, you certainly aren't C.S. Lewis" - was picked up by AMG Books. Though a respectable, professional house, it certainly wasn't Zondervan, who he's with now. From what I understand of Bryan's story, they weren't even sure how his series/initial book would turn out, and viewed it as sort of an experiment.
If you've never met Bryan in person, someday if you get the chance, don't pass up the opportunity. I spent several days with Bryan in my home, and it was a great experience. He was very tolerant of my then sick daughter, who took every chance to throw up when Bryan was around - even at diner!
I digress.
In any case, more so than any person I've met recently, Bryan embodies what a holy life should look like. If you've never read his devotionals for fathers, men, I highly recommend them. He, as a person, puts the biblical practices he writes about into daily use.
One thing that occurred to me while Bryan was staying with me, especially in regards to my own life spiritually, was that he'd been living a holy, God-fearing life LONG before he became a best-selling author, long before he wanted to write, even.
Everyone's lives are different, they come to a fullness in Christ in different ways, through different paths, along different schedules. However, it's been weighing heavily on my mind lately, that I don't focus on this as much as I should - being a holy Christian first, and a hard working, driven writer second (after father, husband, teacher, role model...goodness, the list goes on...).
By all rights, Bryan landed his first book contract with a middle-level publisher. Perhaps if he'd not lived a Godly life, he would not have been content with that, would've made different decisions, and if he'd been living a vastly different life, perhaps things wouldn't have worked out the same. As it is, he goes on to become a best-selling author, has a LEGION of devoted fans, (I know, I sat with him while he ran his forum and answered his email, I think it rivals even Ted Dekker's fan base, honestly), and is now writing for Zondervan.
Is this to say that a holy, pure life = success? Yes...but not on Earthly terms. Bryan's ultimate success, I dare say, (besides his writing ability), is living a life that allowed God, (yes, I know we can debate the word "allowed" and whether or not we allow God anything, but WHATEVER! :) to carry out His plan for Bryan's life. Because he'd been living a Godly life for years before writing, the seeds of his "success" were laid long before he picked up a pen. By extension, I dare say guys like Ted Dekker, T.L. Hines, Robert Liparulo, Eric Wilson, Wayne Baston Thomas, and dozens of others, were living holy lives first, too.
I don't know what God has for my future as a I write. I just pray I can become more content with what I've done and whatever the future offers, so I can enjoy in fullness whatever the Lord sees fit to bless my family and I with.
That having been said, my services are - loudly - being required by my daughter to mediate a dispute between she and her brother over a plastic car or something else highly important like that.

Oh, and that's Sue Dent in that picture...she's pretty cool, too. My students keep asking, "When is the cool lady in the leather jacket coming back?"
I remember very clearly the first time I received money for writing; just as clearly as I remember my two favorite college literature courses. During my junior year at 



























Morning. No blog today, or perhaps even next week - we'll see - as I slog through my end of the semester twenty page paper on "Diasporic Romance and the Construction of the Post-Colonial Novel".