
My Journey to Publication
When Dawn e-mailed, asking me to consider sharing my publishing journey with you all, I was initially reluctant. You might think it’s a story any writer would love to shout from the rooftops. I’ve included a picture of a turtle to help illustrate my problem. The path I followed to getting my first novel published is about as unlikely as that turtle sitting on top of that fencepost (and would be just as challenging for someone else to follow).

My passion to write began during an 11th grade composition course (back when dinosaurs roamed the earth). By the end of that year, I knew I wanted to write novels. A year later, I came to Christ and it totally messed up my plans. I suddenly realized I had nothing to say. So I set my writing dreams aside and made my aim to get to know the Lord better. This led toward a call to ministry. For the next 20 years, I didn’t write another thing (except sermons).
By 1997, my wife Cindi and I had two small children. I was the lone pastor of a growing church. At a conference, pastors were challenged to pick up a hobby as a way to release stress and avoid burnout. Cindi suggested I start writing fiction again.
At Christmastime that year, the storyline for what became The Unfinished Gift (my first published novel) began playing in my head, like scenes from a movie. Over the next two days I wrote a five-page synopsis, then set out to write the book. A few months later, with the book half-finished, I knew it just wasn’t the right time. Writing had quickly grown from a hobby to an obsession. I could either stop writing or become a bad dad. I set the book down and didn’t write another thing for 10 more years.
In 2007, Cindi urged me to pick up the book again and finish it. It just seemed like the right time. Both our children were now grown, and I had already begun to train someone to take my place at the church. So I pulled the book out, brushed off the cobwebs, and finished writing it before summer’s end.
Here’s where the fencepost thing comes into play.
From everything I’d read, I should expect an extremely frustrating process from this point, with many years of constant rejection. That didn’t happen. Instead … I have only one rejection letter in my drawer.
Working from a list of the top literary agents in Christian fiction, I submitted my first three query letters, including a brief synopsis and the first three chapters. After one rejection letter, two more letters came. But agents two and three asked to read the entire manuscript! Within two weeks, one of them got back with me, confident she could get a contract for the book.
We had the contract with Revell for The Unfinished Gift less than two months later. A few months after that, Revell bought the sequel called The Homecoming. It released this past June. Before it even hit the shelves, Revell offered me a contract to write three more novels.
My third novel, The Deepest Waters, is coming out on April 1 (the cover is amazing). I finished the fourth book in September, another Christmas novel coming out next year. At the moment, I’m about 80 pages into my fifth book, due out in the spring of 2012.
This past September, my first novel, The Unfinished Gift, won two Carol awards at ACFW’s annual conference.
Somehow, and for reasons I can’t begin to fathom, God just picked me up off the grass and plopped me on top of that fencepost. I skipped the hardest part. I have no idea how I got here and no idea how to advise anyone else still along the way.
I’ve pondered why God allowed me to experience such favor, with so little effort on my part (except the writing itself). I’m still not sure. Perhaps, every now and then, God chooses some to be living monuments to the reality of this truth: Nothing is impossible for God.
It’s not all up to us and our efforts. We don’t have to live our lives as orphans, fending for ourselves (including our journey toward publication). If God the Father knows when a lone sparrow falls in the forest, He knows our situation, down to the smallest detail.
When I stand before God, I don’t stand before Him as a multi-published, award-winning author. Those of you still not published stand right beside me. We both stand before Him as beloved children. His love for us is the same and, because of Christ, will never be removed. May I encourage you to pull away often from the frenzied pace―whenever you’re tempted to believe it’s all up to you―and allow His love for you to regain first place and refresh your soul.
Keep working hard at it, keep writing and refining and listening to good advice. But always know, you are loved, and you are His. No earthly prize will ever compare to this.

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