Inspire. Create. Write. TM
“Forgive me, Father for I have sinned.”
“Tell me, child, what is your confession?”
Grace woke that morning with surprising purpose. She flung her body across the room to where her MacBook Air lay in wait. Drumming her fingers on the see-through glass desk, she started up the Mac. 981 emails, 346 twitter notifications, and 1407 Instagram mentions all greeted her anxious eyes. What joy she felt seeing this. It had only been 3 months since the launch of the website and the results were unprecedented. Before she began, Grace closed her eyes and prayed to the heavens… to her mother.
“Mother, guide me.” The whisper escaped her lips, easing the tension in her shoulders. She opened the Twitter notifications.