Two nights ago, I sat down to write and nothing came out.
It was very frustrating. The writing had a deadline, but the words and ideas said "nope."
The setting was so perfect! A cozy fire, a snuggly living room, a cup of hot tea, no boys in the house, and even a cuddly dog! Nothing says, "Come write in my environment of perfection" like that scenario, you know?
But no. Something was off, and I couldn't do it.
Something in my spirit was halting me, holding me back, and it wasn't just writer's block. I had all the drive, all the momentum, every desire to write beautiful words in front of this beautiful fireplace, and then post a beautiful Instagram and make a beautiful name for myself. And my spirit said no.
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