These days, it's hard to write much prose.
Tonight is something of a windfall, though. I can't exactly go to bed until the load of vomit-covered bedding comes out of the dryer. Hence the midnight writing time.
This is how it always seems to go. During this season of motherhood, writing happens in the most unexpected ways. I take what I can get.
And usually, what I can get is verse. . . .
You can read the rest here.
And poke around the archives while you're there: it's a blog well worth following if you don't already. Whether she's talking about crafting, spiritual formation, the writing life, or housework, Jessica's words make for good companionship.
You should also check out her new book series on the church year. Good stuff.