The Gift of Perplexity

In just a little over a month, my next novel, Perplexity, releases. And though it has been almost a year since I submitted that manuscript to the publisher to begin the editing process, I still find myself shaking my head in wonder over it. 

For you see, I'm a terribly slow writer.

Before starting this series, the fastest I had ever completed a book was 18 months. So when I reached three months before the deadline and still only had a little over half a book (and a fragmented one at that), panic set in.

I considered reaching out to my publisher for an extension. But I felt very strongly God said no.

When I signed this contract, I prayed awhile about the deadlines. At the time, I felt that He would provide what I needed when I needed it. I pretty much told the publisher the same when I signed. Now, with three months to go, did I trust God? Did I believe that He would provide?

So I kept writing. Editing on the side when I was too tired to create. I finished the first draft 12 hours before deadline. I turned it in less than an hour before, without a chance to read the thing through.

But the story was all there. Not perfect. But complete and solid, with no major plot holes that the editor found. Something my past experience with writing would have said was impossible.

Thus the dedication to this book begins:

"For My All-Sufficient Lord

From the start You promised me

All I needed I would see;

Right on time it would be."

For God is never late, but always on time.