Henry had never bought a lottery ticket. Why? His choice wasn’t due to religious prejudice. He didn’t mind taking risks. He just didn’t like the odds.
What he could do was write. People liked his stories, so he kept writing and kept getting better. When he went to writing conferences and seminars, agents and editors encouraged him, which led him to be more passionate about his writing, even though the chances for big-time success didn’t appear to be good. After all, an Amazon listing made his book just one out of some 25 million. Finding a needle in a haystack had better odds.
He studied how to write great book proposals and made his presentations the very best. He had the perfect elevator pitch, which never failed to excite writer friends. They all wanted to read his book. But literary agents’ interest never resulted in a contract. His platform to guarantee publisher profit wasn’t strong enough.
After twenty years and seven self-published books, he was asked if he thought he would ever be that successful.
“Of course I will,” he said. “That’s why I must keep writing. Christian writers only have to change one life to experience success that can’t be measured in dollars. I can always do better than that.”
