by Chad Morris
So let me fill you in on four events from last week.
1. I continued to read my book out loud to my children while they lay in bed at night. I love the giggles and cheers to keep reading. And I love how at the end of a chapter only half of them are still awake.
2. I read some big news . . . a big contract . . . for a good guy. I met Marion Jensen at LDS Storymakers last year. We were in the same boot camp circle. He was the published professional. It was my first writing conference and felt like a fish out of water, flopping around on a table, with everyone making comments about me. But Marion was great. He gave helpful suggestions in a very easy-going, optimistic, and helpful way. We chatted quite a bit. He had a couple of books published by Covenant a few years before, but was looking to try and hit the national scene. He had shopped his latest manuscript, "Almost Super" a few places. Though he'd received some encouraging feedback . . . no dice. We became facebook friends. He rewrote his entire manuscript from third person to first on an agent's advice. She picked it up. And now, this week he announced that he just signed a deal with HarperCollins. It's just great to see someone be successful. I think it gives us all hope. He said he'll do a guest post in a couple of weeks to tell us all about the journey.
3. Thanks to everyone. This blogging thing is an interesting challenge, and I just wanted to say thanks for reading, clicking, taking random meaningless surveys, leaving funny comments, leaving insightful comments . . . etc. You guys rock!
4. Oh, and finally, last Thursday I attended pack meeting with my family. It didn't have the same wackiness that some pack meetings of the past had. No crazy cheers, no games. It was about ancestors . . . and frankly it was meaningful and well done. As she wrapped it up, the Cubmaster's wife asked if anyone had anything else to say. During that moment of pause, my three-year-old son raised his hand. With all the faith in the world, the Cubmaster's wife called on him. His response: "Scooby scooby doo!"
No it didn't make any sense. And yes, everyone laughed. Which actually is quite a bit like Scooby Doo. (Maybe my child is a genius.)
Keep up the writing everyone.