“Basically, I agree with the view that writing novels is an unhealthy type of work. When we set off to write a novel, when we use writing to create a story, like it or not a kind of toxin that lies deep down in all humanity rises to the surface. All writers have to come face-to-face with this toxin and, aware of the danger involved, discover a way to deal with it, because otherwise no creative activity in the real sense can take place. (Please excuse the strange analogy: with a fugu fish, the tastiest part is the portion near the poison- this might be something similar to what I’m getting at.) No matt how you spin it, this isn’t a healthy activity.”
Haruki Murakami, What I Talk About When I Talk About Running, p. 96.
Hard to believe the little guy is six weeks old! He already loves books and recently learned how to smile.
Three sleepless weeks ago my son Archer Thomas was born. It’s probably for the best that newborns need near-constant care, because there hasn’t been much time to have an existential crisis yet. I still can’t fathom being a dad yet. All I know is that I would do anything for this little guy and that I’m praying everyday that God will make me a better father.
After years of studying Greek to get a grade it’s so refreshing to simply read the New Testament devotionally. Looking back on it, school often felt like being in the wilderness. It’s a timely word in Hebrews 3:8.
One of the many pleasures of being done with school ( for now ) is reading literature for fun once again. I took a social media poll as to what the next volume of my summer reading list should be and I was fortunate enough to have Emily St. John Mandel’s novel Station Eleven recommended to me. The novel follows multiple storylines that take place before and after the collapse of contemporary civilization. Inexplicably, each of the main charecters has some sort of relationship to a famous Canadian actor who dies the night the pandemic begins. At the heart of the story is an exploration of the purpose of human existence. It’s a dark, compelling story with glimmers of hope. The sort of book that will keep you up into the late hours of the night, and invite you to reflect long after you’ve finished it.