I’ve been trying to write out a reflection for an upcoming church devotional, and I keep getting either writer’s block, or sidetracked. Never before have I felt the weight of Virginia Woolf’s A Room of One’s Own like I do now. I would write more, but I can’t. Sit and stew over the irony of that one.
- RT @StigAbell: Your breath is checked, for a second, reading this. https://t.co/jSgt335PoS 1 month ago