It is with sadness that I announce I am stepping away from my novels and writing business for the foreseeable future. It was not an easy decision to make. In fact, it was months in the making.
There are many factors that have gone into my decision. I won’t go into all of them because that will make for a long, drawn-out post that no one will want to read, including me. The two largest ones, though, I will talk about because my readers do deserve some sort of explanation.
The first reason involves my own spiritual and mental wellbeing. I have gone through a great deal in the last couple of months. I can’t get into detail. The details are strange, complicated, and require lots of backstory.
Suffice it to say that I went into a battlefield. When I came out, I discovered myself to be, in some ways, a different person with a slightly different perspective. But because I was taught to soldier on no matter what, I continued with plans to publish House of the Seer (Stories of Lorst #4) in September.
Then, a series of events occurred over the course of a week that showed how bad of an idea this was. I realized that I am in the desperate need of time. Time to continue the healing process started before, during, and after that battlefield. Time to reassess the changes and reacquaint myself with, well, myself. Time to decide if Stories of Lorst is part of my future or my past. Time to take a long look at my writing and discover the direction God wants me to take.
Yes, I am a Catholic and God has a great deal to do with my daily decisions. Especially big ones.
Secondly, I think I lost sight of my priorities. Recently, there’s been a lot of talk about abortion. Lines on Instagram and other social media sites were drawn. Most people are falling into the pro-abortion or pro-life camps.
I had been trying to stay out of it. I kept telling myself that it really wasn’t part of my author brand. That many people actually didn’t like it when authors weighed in on issues like that. People just want to read good books without worrying about the politics or religious beliefs of the author. And perhaps there is truth and merit to that.
In reality, however, I was just scared of losing readers. I was scared of getting shadow-banned. I was scared of backlash. When I realized that my fear of rejection and persecution outweighed my conviction that life begins at conception, that stopped me cold. I saw that I need to reset my priorities. And maybe, just maybe, I’ve been writing to the wrong audience all along.
So, what does this mean going forward?
There will be no House of the Seer. Clara will not become an audiobook. The last newsletter will go out on May 20.
My Instagram profile, for the time being, will remain online, as will this website. Also, for the time being, my books will remain available for purchase.
One day, I may unpublish my books. One day, I may delete my author Instagram. I don’t know. It depends on what I discover about myself and the path ahead in the coming months.
Funnily enough, I went to a college commencement ceremony the day after I made this decision. The president of the school, Dr. Luther Carter, told the grads they were entering a new chapter in their lives. People were going to try to push them into decisions right away. He encouraged them to resist that and to, instead, spend the summer enjoying this new phase of life. It was okay to take their time and spend the summer reading, especially now that they got to choose their reading material.
I feel like Dr. Carter was talking to me. My plans for this summer are to take my time and to read books. God likes to sneak up on us sometimes. I wouldn’t be surprised if, one fine summer day, I looked up from a good book and suddenly saw a door I hadn’t noticed before standing open, with a new road stretching toward the horizon.