Dawn is approaching. Outside my window, a misty fog wraps the trees in vague shadow. I’m tired. I want to wander out into the mist. And the day is standing before me, a long string of to-dos. And I’m just hoping to make it through. Praying for strength.

There is so much to do. 23,000 words that need to be created before the end of the month. I need a first draft to go into the Holidays, to tweak before I leave for a Writing Workshop on the first day of a new year. I’ve been doing 1000 a day. But I need to be doing more. I’m trying to just take it one step at a time.

“The LORD is my strength…My heart trusts in Him, and I am helped; Therefore my heart exults, And with my song I shall thank Him.” Ps. 28:7