I have a lengthy list of things that I could be writing.
My wife ran her Food for Thought event this past weekend, and there is much that I would like to say about the occupation of Palestine and of the parallels to the treatment of the native peoples here in Canada and of the nature of my responsibility in these things.
I have just finished reading Robert Graves’ I, Claudius and Claudius the God, and I would like to talk about how Graves uses the texts to reflect on the kind of history that he is writing. There is also a story that I have long wanted to tell about a literary coincidence between Graves and C. S. Lewis, and this would be as good a place for it as any.
Don Moore’s recent series of comments on one of my older posts has had me digging through my notes on Emmanuel Levinas, and I have rediscovered several things that would relate well to the conversations that I have been having about solitude, about coping, and about the unrecognizability of God. I will need to write on these things at some point.
I have also had several ideas for the children’s novel that I have been writing, of which I have posted the first chapter. Some of these ideas will require me to rewrite portions of the earlier chapters substantially, and I am wanting to do this work as soon as I can.
This is what I would write today, if I was not marking.