It was any other typical day at work, where I am employeed as a receptionist for an oil and gas company. Phones were ringing, faxes were waiting to be sent, filing was stacking up, my to-do list ever growing…
And then…Ring Ring. Not the company phone. My cell phone. Most of my family and friends know not to call my personal line during work, so I was actually a litle nervous when I pulled it from my purse, hoping it wasn’t an emergency.
I saw my agent’s phone number in the caller ID screen and froze. I almost couldn’t open it. I finally managed with shaky fingers and held my breath. Then realized I had yet to say hello. “HELLO” – part squawk, part squeak. The company phone rang again then, but truthfully, I couldn’t care less. I’ve been with my agent long enough to know now that when she has bad news, she emails. Good news merits a phone call.
And my phone had rung.
(And actually, the company phone was still ringing but again – priorities!! haha!) I could hear the smile in my agent’s voice as if she were in front of me instead of half a country away. “I have good news.”
My heart line danced in true southern fashion and I clutched my stomach. “Oh?” (trying to sound all professional when I wanted to join my heart in a dance on top of my desk!)
“Steeple Hill bought your romance.”
This is when I squealed, and tried to stay professional, but nope, I was little kid, Christmas morning, lots of candy giddy. I don’t remember exactly what I said, or rather shrieked, but I remember someone came out of their office down the hall, confused, probably thinking I was being attacked. I hung up with my agent (hopefully not hung ON her, I don’t remember now!) and kept squealing, hands over my mouth, head down, trying to be as quiet as I could.
Life was changing in those moments, and I could feel it in all its adrenaline rush glory.
And you know what? The second and third calls regarding my second and third contracts were quite similar. The rush never fades. Or atleast, it hasn’t so far. I hope it doesn’t. I never want to take for granted hearing that my dreams have once again come true.
God is good, isn’t He? =)
Bio: Betsy St. Amant lives in Louisiana and is a member of American Christian Fiction Writers. Her contemporary romance RETURN TO LOVE is under contract with Steeple Hill Love Inspired for a July 2009 release, and the sequel A VALENTINE’S WISH is contracted for a February 2010 release. Betsy has also been published in the Christian Communicator magazine and Praise Reports: Inspiring Real Life Stories of How God Answers Prayer. One of her short stories, Kickboxing or Chocolate, appears in a Tyndale compilation book, and she is also multi-published through The Wild Rose Press. Betsy has a B.A. in Christian Communications and regularly contributes articles to Crosswalk.com. Betsy is a wife, author, new mother, and avid reader who enjoys sharing the wonders of God’s grace through her stories.
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Back cover copy:
“I’m not the man I used to be!” – if only Gracie Broussard could believe that. Years ago, Carter Alexander broke her heart and betrayed her. Now, just when she needs him most, he’s back — asking her to believe he’s changed. But this time, its not just Gracie who’ll be hurt if he disappears. A penguin keeper, Gracie urgently needs to find a new home for her beloved birds. Carter is the only one who can help. He promises that she can trust him, that he’s not the rebel he once was. And that he needs Gracie as much as her birds do.
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