Many authors in the industry would call me a late bloomer; I didn’t write a novel until I was almost 50 years old. Although, 50 doesn’t sound as old as it once did, now that I’m cozying up to age 83. Before becoming an author, I pastored a couple small Baptist churches, worked for Boeing Aircraft, and taught English at Ouachita Baptist University in Arkadelphia, Arkansas.
That’s where I caught the writing bug.
I have always been a reader of novels, and while teaching, I came across a very bad novel. That’s when it came to me, “Why, I could write a better novel than that!”
And so I sat down and wrote my first story; I sent it out to almost 50 publishers before it was accepted. Since then I’ve published 228 novels (Sometimes I feel as if I’ve written one novel 228 times!).
For those of you who’ve already visited my newly-launched website, you realize I’m a late bloomer to the World Wide Web. Facebook. Twitter. Pinterest. (Yes, ladies, I’m on Pinterest!) Up until now, it’s been unfamiliar territory to an old-timer like me. Unfamiliar, but not unreachable.
The older I get, the more I realize the significance of being a late bloomer. You see, with late bloomers, there is always potential waiting in the wings. Potential. Anticipation. Hope. The idea that it’s never too late.
Maybe you’ve read some of my books. Within the story you may recognize one of those characters. The guy you love to hate. Until the end when he (or she) first becomes aware of the dogged sinfulness within.
The best compliment a reader can offer a Christian author is to say, “I found myself praying for your character, that they would come to Christ!”
It’s funny to think about, but it’s really not far from the point of my novels.
These characters are meant to be realistic, with flaws and weaknesses. Although they are a figment of my imagination, they represent all the lost souls out there who have yet to meet their Savior. If you find yourself praying for one of my characters, go ahead and smile to yourself. And then pray for someone in your life. Someone I like to call a Spiritual Late Bloomer.