Into the Fire

What to do when writing takes a detour? The road's bumpy, full of potholes, and the direction changes so many times, who knows which way's north, south, east, or west since the sun's disappeared into the fog. Go back? Go forward? Read what's there. Read another novel. Read something! 

I wouldn't call it "writer's block" because . . . I don't want to. It's not like I can't write anything. Thinking of starting another novel. That worked once before when I was writing Race. This one is different, but the stoppage feels the same. 

I'll take all the prayers I can get, friends. I like this one, but something's in my way. Not sure what it is . . . 

Father, you know. Help me, Lord. Thank you is never enough. In the Name of Jesus, Amen.