I appreciate the feedback some readers gave when I asked what they’d like to see more of/less of on this blog. The received wisdom in the blogosphere is that the blogger must be obsessively reader-centric; this means making readers hungry for one’s next post.
Can I do that? I don’t know.
My interests intersect with yours, or they don’t. Mine do not include financial, health, or romantic advice. I don’t create fiction series. I have no recipes for red velvet cupcakes or tips on saving money on getaways.
This blog’s subtitle is “the dialectical residue of fifty years”: I’m sharing conclusions I’ve reached in fields that most people avoid but I find exciting. If we’ve labored in the same vineyards over part of that time, something I write might resonate with you. If you’re a kindred spirit, I won’t have to coax you to check in from time to time. You will have become (what Jeff Goins calls) a member of my “tribe.”
(Tribalism’s not my thing, but all Goins is emphasizing is the notion of following someone for what he or she is writing about. I’ve happily acquired the status of tribesman to others.)
But it’s been too long since my last post. (Some of you might mutter, “Not long enough.”) “At least once weekly” was my now-broken rule. As a company of one, I can either produce content or market content, but not both at the same time; there are only so many hours in the day. The work week flashes by like a day, with Monday feeling like breakfast, Wednesday lunch, and Friday dinner; weekend chores beckon, and suddenly it’s Monday.
Turning 88 posts from my 2011-2012 anarcho-catholic blog (now deleted) into a book of 42 chapters, to which a libertarian Catholic philosopher has graciously provided a foreword, exacted a price on this blog. I can spare time for this post because the manuscript for Christ, Capital and Liberty is out for formatting. The paperback should be available next week on Amazon; the Kindle version, next month. I’ll keep you posted.
Going forward, I face the same dilemma. For most of this year I’ve been researching the life and thought of Otis Q. Sellers (1901-1992), a productive autodidactic Bible teacher I knew forty years ago. I had initially accepted his interpretation, then rejected it, but then re-embraced in 2015. (I refer to him on my About Me page and featured his contrarian interpretation of Romans 13:1-7 a few months ago on what would have been his 118th birthday.)
This project will take me into areas of history, hermeneutics, and theology, all necessary if I am to contextualize Sellers’ maverick interpretation of Biblical prophecy.
I intend to solve the productivity dilemma by blogging about the Sellers project. Not exclusively, but mostly. Cannibalizing my notes, I’ll write about aspects of his life and thought in no particular order, hoping this apparent randomness will ward off the paralysis that threatens whenever I face a big, blank canvas.
Sellers’s theology has not enjoyed exposure to an audience beyond his tribe of a few thousand students who, over seven decades, attended his classes and conferences, absorbed his messages, and read his literature. My dual challenge is to expound the thought and write the life of person who is not (yet) notable. I will meet it through acts of regular, focused writing that will intersect with topics that drew you to this blog in the first place.
To say that I will be interested in your take on this project would be an understatement.