valarltd | It's Julnawrimo

Once again, gunning for 50K in a month.

And I'm behind. Prayer time.

Hermes, love of my life, you who see me through the travels of the day, guide me now as I commit literature.

St. Francis of Sales, loving and lovable saint, make us poor writers realize the power of the Press and inspire us with your zeal for spreading truth. Help us to write honestly no matter what the subject.

Seshat, lady of letters, guide my pen.

Most holy Apostle, St. Jude, faithful servant and friend, the Church honors and invokes you universally, as the patron of difficult cases, of things almost despaired of, Pray for me, I am so helpless and alone.

Oghma, eloquent one, give me words as I undertake this.

St. Dymphna, helper of the mentally afflicted, pray for us.

Odin allfather, you who hung on the World-tree for nine days and nights to bring us the runes, you who are Bragi, your own bard, inspire and guide my hand.

(Jesus and I agreed to see other people. That doesn't mean we don't still talk...)