I covet your prayers as I come to the end of a book manuscript. Please pray a publisher wants to partner with me.
I wrote a book for my children, a collection of essays on the essentials of marriage. I have this fear I will drop dead of a heart attack in the parking lot, so I had to be sure they had the basics. I am not sure which parking lot. Perhaps you, dear reader, already noticed that I have phobias of parking lots. Okay, I will admit that it’s quirky. I’m quirky, so that part makes sense.
I gave the rough draft to my family for Christmas. I held my breath in case they found anything so embarrassing that we couldn’t publish it without hurting their feelings. In my opinion, there’s plenty of embarrassing stuff in there. You know, the kind of stuff that is really nitty-gritty and you shouldn’t mention it in public. To complete strangers, for heaven sakes. So why share it at all?
With families in our culture struggling, I wanted to give my kids a head start. We wanted their friends to succeed, too, and to start conversations that hold us all to high standard of vulnerability and community. Marriages are hurting. What could we say to help?
Somehow, my family read their rough drafts and skipped over those embarrassing, personal parts. They saw beyond to any readers who might need to know today that they are not alone. Sometimes comfort and strength can be found in a confession, in a column, or in a good book. Best of all in a quiet conversation and a good laugh.
You have been my friend in this process, dear reader, an indispensable source of encouragement and inspiration as I write. It blows my mind when I see friends out and about and they quote some random thing I wrote in this column.
Most of all, it’s my privilege to share stories of people we all admire. I am overwhelmed when I think of some of the good people I have met along the way just because I took my resume in my trembling hand and presented it at the Bullard Banner ten years ago this May.
I want to take the opportunity to thank the publishers, Bill and Jessica Woodall, for their commitment to keeping the news local. Congratulations to Micah McCartney for being honored by the Bullard Area Chamber of Commerce for the heart he pours into reporting the stories we all care about.
I will keep you posted as my adventure to find a publisher unfolds. In the meantime, please do us the honor of sending us any stories you want to share in this column. Your treasured stories are always the reason I keep writing.
Cathy Primer Krafve, aka Checklist Charlie, lives and writes with a Texas twang. Comments are invited at CathyKrafve.com.