Monday, March 19, 2007

NH: Come on In


I have nothing against baptism by sprinkling….really I don’t. Some of my best friends have been sprinkled. I was sprinkled too. It happened when I was seven. My parents decided I should be baptized and so one Sunday our rector baptized me by sprinkling some water on my forehead and appointing my godparents to watch after my spiritual life. This was, as you might imagine, a liturgical church. And looking back from my life now in a decidedly non-liturgical church, I sometimes miss the pomp and formality I knew as a child. I often miss the beautiful words from the Book of Common Prayer (1928 edition please!). What I do not miss is the wool suit I was made to wear every Sunday, with my pajama bottoms underneath the pants to stop the infernal itching.

By college I had drifted from my second-grade faith. I was spiritually aimless. But by my junior year I had become one of those maniacal Jesus people of the 1960’s. I loaded up on Larry Norman records, devoured my newly purchased Scofield Bible, and could whip out my Four Spiritual Laws with the ease of Matt Dillon drawing his pistol at the beginning of “Gunsmoke.” And, I was baptized again. This time by full immersion. And I made sure every bit of me went solidly under. I did not want even one strand of unsaved hair on my head.

Now I’m an editor and a writer. And I constantly meet other editors and writers. And among the writers I meet—wait, let me amend that—among the published writers I meet, I find that most of them have, like me, been fully immersed, not sprinkled, in their compulsion to be a successful writer. I meet many others who I suspect have been merely sprinkled. They enjoy writing (don’t they know real writers agonize at the process?), they dabble in this or that project, and they might even attend a writer’s conference or two.

What brings this to mind are two recent events I can’t quite shake. One of the events was meeting a writer who had a great idea for a book and was going to send me a proposal. Months later, I heard that she was no longer writing, but had moved on to something else. She had been sprinkled as a writer, but not immersed. The other situation was similar. This would-be author told about the book she was writing and as I listened, I just couldn’t catch the vision for what she wanted to do. But then she mentioned one of those “back-burner” projects that she had set aside. And it was a dynamite idea. I loved it from the moment I heard about it. I told her I’d be happy to look at a proposal as soon as possible. “That?” she said. Well, it’s now almost a year later and I have yet to hear from this author. She too had been sprinkled, but not immersed.

To repeat: I have nothing against sprinkling—either as a means of baptism or even as a writer. But regarding the latter, I can’t help but notice that I personally resonate better with writers who have been fully immersed. They hunger to be published. They’d wash dishes at Hard Rock Café for a month in order to go a writer’s conference. They write when they feel like it—and they write when they don’t feel like it. They understand and accept rejection. They don’t whine about the fact that it takes more than just writing talent to get published these days. They devour writing books like a new convert devours the Gospel of John. And they daily read the blogs of several writers whom they admire. They are immersed as writers….and they have a distinct edge when it comes to getting published.

So my word to aspiring writers is get immersed.

Come on in the water’s fine.

Nick Harrison edits fiction for Harvest House Publishers.

14 Comments:

At 2:35 AM, Blogger Christina Berry said...

If this is an altar call, I'm running down the aisle!

 
At 2:54 AM, Anonymous Nicole said...

"They don’t whine about the fact that it takes more than just writing talent to get published these days." (Those must be the already published writers.)

Even though it's probably like shooting myself in the "fingers", I would ask Mr. Harrison to read two of my blog entries (hopeofglory.typepad.com/into_the_fire): Amateur Night; My Faux Query Letter/Book Proposal.

Immersion is the real thing.

 
At 7:29 AM, Blogger Mike Dellosso said...

Awesome, Nick! Awesome! Writers need to decide if the desire to get published and stay published is just a passing fad or an all-out passion. Because if it's a passion, it will take sacrifice, determination, and that scary "C" word--commitment.

 
At 8:00 AM, Anonymous Michael Ehret said...

Then let me say, with Peter, "not just my feet but my hands and my head as well!"

Great entry and encouragement, Nick. The best ones always make me a little afraid.

 
At 8:00 AM, Blogger Richard Mabry said...

Nick,
Thanks for giving us a boost to start our Monday. You write from a unique perspective: author and editor. Even more important is the dedication--the immersion--you demonstrate for the craft and the calling. Great post.

 
At 8:33 AM, Blogger Tracy Ruckman said...

Excellent comparisons. I was one of those sprinkled writers until my first Christian writer's conference 2 years ago - there it became a full-body immersion. I can't stop writing, and can't imagine myself doing anything else!

 
At 9:09 AM, Anonymous BJ said...

NH: "I can’t help but notice that I personally resonate better with writers who have been fully immersed."
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And those of us who work with you are well-aware of the other side of that coin: that *editors* who have been fully immersed (like yourself) resonate better with *writers*!

BJ

 
At 10:31 AM, Blogger Kristy Dykes said...

My husband baptized a converted Jewish woman recently. She came out of the water so exuberant, she reached up and hugged him. The congregation chuckled. Each baptismal candidate following her reached up and hugged him too. I suppose they thought that was part of the process. I came out of the water hugging...let's see where is this analogy taking me? God, who called me to inspirational writing? Yes, that sounds good.

GREAT post. So visual. And thought provoking. It'll stay with me. Thanks

 
At 12:09 PM, Blogger Heather said...

Wouldn't it be nice if we had some guarantee like we do in the Christian life? That after all the dish-washing and BOC every day and writer's conferences and keeping up with the market and craft books, we knew we'd make it. And I'd like to consider myself "immersed," but in the end, how do I know? Still, guarantee or no guarantee, I write.

 
At 2:59 PM, Blogger Janet Rubin said...

Ah, yes, the water's fine. Let me be drenched with dialogue, saturated with symbolism, dripping with metaphors, awash with adjectives (though not too many), Splashing in similies, too bouant to drown in rejection, with enough endurance to tread the waters of rewrites and editing. Thanks for this terrific post!

 
At 6:51 PM, Blogger Sherrie Ashcraft said...

So, drown me--I'm ready!!

 
At 9:38 AM, Blogger C.J. Darlington said...

Thanks for sharing this, Nick.

 
At 4:33 PM, Blogger Paula said...

Maybe that's why I'm always drawn to you at Writer's Conferences. We've both been immersed!!

Do you ever wish you hadn't been? I can't seem to shake this writer thing, however sometimes I do wish I'd just been sprinkled. But I can't seem to help myself, even when I think I'm okay with tiny splashes, I find myself going under again again and knowing down deep that I'd have it no other way.

 
At 4:15 AM, Anonymous Amy Jane said...

Getting in on this late ;o)

Still wanted to say it's nice to read. I have had three children in the last four years, and numerous interests pulling at my limited resources, but I haven't been able to give up writing.

Does that mean I'm immersed?

I work on more than one project at a time (blogging vs. noveling) and don't know what genre I am. Does that make me "sprinkled?"

Some interesting thoughts for me to ponder...

 

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