The New Nostalgia (on Packing the Moving Boxes)

Just a bit of a heads up: things might get quieter around here for a while. It looks like Amber and I will be boxing things up for a move across town. Though it's still pending a final inspection, we sold the Rock House, an Ozark stone beaut that has been in our family since before the bombing of Pearl Harbor. We'll say goodbye to the white rent house, the dilapidated chicken house, and the English ivy and honeysuckle that turns me to cussing every spring. We'll say so-long to the mailbox by the road, the one I replace at least once a year on account of its being the target parking spot for all the cross-eyed drunks in Washington County. We'll say goodbye to the Methodist Church across the street, the church where Bill, the man who taught me to fly fish, worships.

If I'm honest, it feels a bit like hacking off a limb. I'm sure there'll be a phantom pain or two down the road, but for now, I'm trying to repeat this mantra, "we will create a new nostalgia." Somehow, that seems to be doing the trick. It's verbal Valium.

So, like I said, it may get quieter around here through the end of May. In the meantime, I wish you'd consider some of my friends.

I've been watching good people build altars with words lately. In a world where cynicism toward the church seems to be the mode of the day, a friend of mine is breaking free. Read Nish's "A Personal Revival," then ask yourself, "am I mired in anger; do I hate the church?"

I wrote the piece "Biters" for Deeper Church last week, and I won't spend time unpacking the allegory (but come on... it's not that complex). In any event, the piece spurred my friend Kiki to explore the history and tradition of zombie lore. He's well educated in this stuff, and his writing is always fun to read. Zombies may not be your thing, but check it out anyway.

"Sometimes, I’m just so tired of All the Reacting. Every one is always reacting to every one else’s work, and right now, I want to create." This from Sarah Bessey in her piece, "In Which I've got a Song to Sing." Word. Go read it.

Finally, spend some time at my friend Joel's. He's been "writing for the sake of contemplation," as opposed to writing for the purpose of platform building. He's a friend from my community here in Fayetteville, and he's working it out. I'm glad to know him.

I'll drop in next week and give you guys an update on things in the Haines' house, but thanks for visiting my friends. They're definitely worth the read.

Now tell me, what have you read this week that's worth passing along?