After nearly a year of waiting, I finally got to see the book in its final format today.
I can't believe it. I'm officially an author.
Not only that, but I can't believe what my book is about. When I was a kid, I was sure my first book would be an epic fantasy in the tradition of my favorite author David Eddings. I wanted to write about wizards, gods, warriors and the mortals mixed up in between.
Instead, my first book is a fairly personal account of my own life.
That's so far from what I expected.
Telling a true story comes with its own special challenges that not every author can appreciate. I hope everyone mentioned in the book, especially the missionaries who became my friends, are happy with their depictions.