The Next Chapter
“I’ll bet someone back east is going, ‘Now why don’t he write?'”
– Timmons, Dances with Wolves
You may be wondering where I’ve been off to? Probably not. But maybe. Just maybe. Truth is, I’ve been all sorts of places just being me. My cabin life is now split between the original log cabin, that so many of you were around to watch me build, and now also the cabin of my sailboat that’s currently docked off the South Texas coast. In my head there’s only one way to live. Deliberately. Make the choices that seem right to you, even if those around you can’t understand why you do what you do. So here I am playing the long game.
Some things have changed, not just for me, but also the world. I still teach journalism and for most of the past year and a half I’ve been quietly (and sometimes not so quietly) covering the southern border crisis as a freelance journalist. These days, when I’m not in class or on the boat, I can generally be found sitting at my computer working on a book that I’m writing about the border and staring out the window waiting for the first cool scent of fall air to push in through the screen. Looking now, the tops of the trees are starting to give way to autumn colors though the thermometer is still reading summer temps. It won’t be long.
But, the biggest shift is that I’ve moved from someone trying to do everything and ending up with time for nothing, to someone who’s let a lot of things go and now trying to dedicate this next chapter of life to full-time storytelling. There was a period of months, maybe years that I wondered if I’d lost my muse and didn’t feel as if I had anything worthwhile to say and so I didn’t. It took a while to get my words back, but they’re flowing true these days and this is a story that still has more tales to be told. Admittedly, I’ve thought of just letting it go, tying a bow on this chapter and bidding you all farewell, but the more I think about it… nah. I’m connected to this cabin on an atomic level and you guys have always been good company.
I’m not exactly sure what’s coming. How often, or how interesting it’ll be are also things I don’t know the answers to. What I do know is that I’m not really interested in the superficial stuff and beating the algorithms that never stop shifting. How-to videos aren’t really my thing either, though I could probably do something like the old days if time and the mood strikes me. I’m an old soul and I’ve always been one who’d rather sit around a fire or kitchen table with a warm glass of something strong and tell stories and talk about the deep things that matter.
If that’s something you’re interested in, feel free to stop on by. If you’re not careful, I may also show up at your door as well.