Maybe It's the Tryptophan...

Once upon a time, a young pastor started the silly little blog that you are now reading. It was, as he has said, to serve as a focus for some of his writing endeavors. You see, he can't help but write. And he's always wanted to write well. The internet has served as an outlet for this need in various ways, which he has also explained before.

One day as he offered one version of this explanation, a fellow blogger left a comment that read as follows:

Let me suggest that next place to move to: I went from Forums to Blogs to.....books. So should you. You write with great accessibility, sensitivity, and clarity. The world is full of publishers.

The pastor chewed on that comment for a day or so, wondering if such a thing was possible; wondering if he was truly capable of such a task. To publish? Nay, that is for more serious writers than myself, he thought. How could I...publish?

From afar, another blogger announced the publishing of essays from his blog. From afar elsewhere, a group of pastors and their friends announced the publishing of an Advent devotional. From very near, a voluptuous goddess of a woman who had joined him in marriage just 3 1/2 years hence gently suggested such a project as a way to focus his creativity. These announcements and words of encouragement sparked something within the young pastor that he had attempted to snuff out previously. Could it be possible? Would he truly be capable? Would he bury himself in second guesses and endless editing in the name of absolute perfection? Or would he allow the inspiration provided by online colleagues and the suggestion of his hot wife to lead the way toward an unthinkable and ever risky project: the compiling and publishing of an honest-to-God BOOK?

What if the unthinkable was not so unthinkable after all?

To be continued...

4 comments:

juniper68 said...

I'm new to your blog, so take this advice for what it's worth.

If what you said a day or two ago (about there not being anything you wanted to read at the bookstore) is true, then that's a sign it's time to write one of your own. The book you'd want to read, I mean.

And as a not-so-recent transplant, I can assure you that Seattle DOES totally rock, btw, especially if you like rain. So come for a visit, but be careful. I, for example, came for a visit and never left.

Jeff said...

Welcome, Juniper.

It might have been the stress talking that afternoon. Or not.

I hope that I can write the book I want to read. The genre to which I've been drawn of late has been a Blue Like Jazz or RealLivePreacher: essays on spiritual and church experiences, essays that seriously engage those experiences.

I've also got an idea for a study series that I think I'm going to test-run at my church during Lent.

Or maybe a collection of sermons.

The future is wide open.

Katherine said...

If there are any slots open for the RevGalBlogPal devotional, why don't you sign up to participate in the ordinary time book?

But in terms of your own book project: I really strongly recommend Vivian Gornick's book on memoir writing (if indeed you're contemplating the spiritual memoir/ essay route). I can't remember exactly what it's called, but it's an excellent guide.

Jeff said...

Welcome, Katherine. I just put my name in for the book. It'll be fun.

And thanks for the book recommendation. I'll keep an eye out for it.