Yesterday I finished the draft of my chapter on technology and religion. I’ll print it out for Margaret to scour, and will send it to a couple of people if they’re interested, but it’s essentially done. That feels good.
I still have some book reviews and presentation transcripts backlogged, some letters to write, and I’m about to sign and send in a book contract (in my defense, it’s about preaching, a topic I’ve been interested in writing explicitly about for a long time) for the book after next. But with the tech/religion chapter out of the way, I begin to feel as though I’m really on sabbatical, and can think and write. For instance, I’m going to just sit and read and think today — no formal writing.