Dear Father,
Thank you for this day. Not a lot is going on. I’m trying to blog in my room. It’s really hard with the dogs barking, the constant interruptions. I just feel so blocked, like I need to get out of here for a couple of hours, or stay up late every night when it’s quiet and I can focus. That’s a bit better. J.’s still whining, but she’s not barking. NM, she is barking. I just don’t feel like I have the bandwidth to create. It’s frustrating, and I don’t even feel bad about it. That may be a blessing. God, I just want to write, draw, and make comics, and now, it seems like I’m just stuck. The writer’s block is taking up almost the whole room, not just a thing on my desk, or a couch sized rock beside or behind me.
Well, it’s another day. God, please help me with my writer’s block and help me write, draw, and make comics, according to Your will.