Stephen George asked me to write something about what a Haslam administration will mean for women, you know, other than us all having to send screenshots of our uteri to the state for monitoring. I chose instead to write about the massive demographic shift happening as this bout of prolonged unemployment hits men harder than it hits women.
I know you’re going to find this hard to believe, but in the past, whenever I have set out to “write a book,” I have just set out to write a book, to start at the beginning and tell a story, one which ended in a way I knew not. I mistook writing for reading. I thought the pleasure would be in the discovery.
But one reason I’m glad to have A City of Ghosts under my belt and to have done some readings is that I have discovered that it’s nice to be familiar with things. So I am outlining and making notes, very slowly. Which is good, because I think I have a good idea but I haven’t yet figured out the major narrative arc, the thing that drives the action and leads to conflict.
Which is good to know and mull over.
But I was also thinking about how fewer and fewer people enter the ministry right out of college–many Methodist ministers, if not a majority, come to the ministry as a second career now–and how that means things that were very true when I was coming up are not true now.
I mean, if you meet a guy my age named Jeremiah and he has a brother, Wesley, you can be almost positive that their dad is/was a minister.
Now Jeremiah and his brother Wesley? Who knows? Steam-punk parents, maybe?