Spinning My Wheels?

I can't decide what is next? Is this writing thing for real? I keep getting small blessings from God from people who have been touched by my book, but it's not enough. Ungrateful? Probably. But, I want to wrestle with God like Jacob. I want to say, "Okay, God. I've done what you have asked now--what?! Bring this to fruition for me. Show me where all of this fits into my life. Who am I? Who will I be? Is this my career?" Yet, even when I feel like quitting, something deep within my being won't let me. I am His, made by His hands, created for Him, and yes, I will wrestle and question and know that in His time I will KNOW.