This is the Crisis I Knew Had to Come

I've been quiet for the past few months while I've been focused on writing my book, Don't Walk Away: Joy Division as Theological Lamentation. What I thought would be one obligatory chapter on religious history of became three very unexpected chapters. I've been making good headway, currently working on lyrics analysis. I would love for

I am in Brooklyn, New York and I am writing a bleak theology while cloistered with the rest of my city. I do not know what these epistles, these letters, these dispatches are to become. But I am writing them, because they give me relief and we are alone together in this time of real uncertainty.

It was time to sharpen the contrast, really. I have redesigned the blog to signify a kind of territory. This territory is wilderness, the landscape stark and difficult, full of memories and promises we create as we go along, each becoming ourselves. As we create, we create markers and monuments for pilgrimage. Monuments for ourselves