Friday, November 12, 2010
A Young Writer's Prayer
Lord, you know me better than I know myself. If I should retreat suddenly from a swarm of buzzing voices to put ink on paper in a frenzy, I do so because it lights my soul on fire. I know only that I must love and write, but I know these things with ferocious certainty. Make my pen like the sword of the Maid, that I may cut down with words the enemies of light. Amen.