Writer's Block

I can't write. Maybe you've noticed...maybe you haven't. But either way, I literally am out of stuff to write about. The only thing I could think to write about was the fact that I have nothing to write about. Which is a problem for someone whose biggest dream is to one day write a book.

I have this idea of writing a book that is sort of a fictional tale of how God pursues us...and yes, I know, Francine Rivers already wrote that book...but I feel like I can do it better. I mean...who could possibly know more about pursuing those who will never return love than me? Yet...I can't do it...every time I sit down to try I either am reminded of how guilty I am of being a bad pursuee...or I'm reminded of my own experiences with the pursuit...and how it's kind of hard to get someone to love you when you are always out of your league.

Either way...writing something is progress. So maybe this can be the start of something...or maybe I'll just have to do this again in a couple months.