However, my muse wouldn't let me write it. I forced it for a page or two, and then set it aside. The fire isn't there. But it wasn't with the Christian thriller either.
Until a few mornings ago. I woke up at 5 with the following line as the opening stuck in my head:
"Max never dreamed he was arguing with an angel."
I rushed to the computer and banged out about six pages.
Why a Christian novel? Several reasons:
- Fewer people are writing Christian novels. It might be an easier sell. Of course, fewer markets are buying . . .
- Christian novels are short. I can probably get a way with a 50,000 to 75,000 word novel.
- I have a great plot. It's funny and tragic.
- I have an angel named Leroy. I love that.
"I sold my soul . . . you bought it back for me."
I love it and I can't wait to write it. Just gotta get Starcaster to those beta readers . . .