ONLY GOD

Ever had one of those totally embarrassing moments where you want to sink into oblivion? That happened to me this week. I'd sent out an email to Robin Miller. I typed in ROB and the handy dandy Microsoft program helpfully filled it in for me with another name. Robert Brewer. THE Robert Brewer who does the publishing "bible" Writer's Market. Only I didn't know it at the time.

I saw that baby whizzing into cyberspace and grabbed at the keyboard (breaking a nail in the process) but it was too late. Oh well, I thought. It's probably someone on ACFW. They'll be understanding that I'm in idiot. The next morning Robert emailed me back asking what this was all about and could I refresh his memory. I humbly apologized and confessed my idiocy. A little while later he emailed me again (REALLY nice guy!) and said he'd been looking at our blog. Yes THIS blog! He was trying to decide on the new Writer's Market and wanted the four of us to do a blog style article for the next book. Would we be interested?

WOULD WE? That's like asking me if I'd like a box of DeBrand truffles. Or a coffee. I've devoured Writer's Market for years, just like any other self-respecting writer. Now I'm going to be IN it! Who would have thought that could ever happen? Not me. Only God. . .