And…

I’ve been staring at the computer screen for hours (okay, 12 minutes), trying to think of what comes next in this Christian novel I’m working on and…I feel the sudden urge to switch back to mystery and kill somebody.

Decidedly unchristian, no?

Sigh.

I had this idea for a cozy kind of a novel, something you’d want to read in a sun-drenched, overstuffed chair, with a cup of tea and cookies by your side (and perhaps, a furry creature snoozing beside you and gently warming your toes), and I wante...