I'm adding a new recommended book - Blue Like Jazz. Picked it up yesterday on a trip to a local bookstore. I devoured half of it yesterday whilst soaking in the tub. (There's a Little Feat song that comes to mind from Waiting for Columbus that describes that experience, but I digress.) Imbi finished it today whilst I napped after church. (You just have to love Sundays!) Christianity Today mag calls Donald Miller, "Anne Lamott with testosterone" , a compliment, I'm sure but still a rather warped metaphor - I picture Anne with a beard. Miller is a very good writer. (Lamott's Travelling Mercies is a good book, with Bird by Bird being a great book for aspiring writers.) Miller from Chapter 1, Beginnings, God on a Dirt Road Walking Toward Me:
I once listened to an Indian on television say that God was in the wind and the water, and I wondered at how beautiful that was because it meant you could swim in Him or have Him brush your face in a breeze. I am early in my story, but I believe I will stretch out into eternity, and in heaven I will reflect upon these early days, these days when it seemed God was down a dirt road, walking toward me. Years ago He was a swinging speck in the distance; now He is close enough I can hear His singing. Soon I will see the lines on His face.
BTW: If you are an aspiring writer, might I recommend this - Advanced Wordsmithing with Chris Maddock.
