the CHURCH of the PAGAN POETS

I don’t update nearly as much as I’d like to and for that I apologize. I second guess myself when I think I have something I’d like to write about. I begin thinking people don’t care nearly as much as I do. Which is probably true, but I need to just start posting anyway. If things become too self indulgent here just let me know.

Actually, that’s the point, isn’t it? Writing is, by nature, a self indulgent occupation of time. I’ve been writing since eighth grade, which means that, at this point, I’ve been writing for almost nine years. Which isn’t very long, really, but considering that nine years is nearly half of my life, that’s pretty significant. I started writing in order to make sense of my head. Eventually it turned into something that I enjoyed (and continue to enjoy) and something I’m pretty good at.

So I’ve become content with being a self indulgent writer. In fact, I’ve found others like me and become good friends with them. Yesterday afternoon three of them came over to my house for what we called the first gathering of the CHURCH OF THE PAGAN POETS. Brother St. Andrew (Gringo), brother St. Louis (Tree) and brother St. Adam (Nicknameless) were all present. We grilled food, drank beer and shared our words. It was an incredibly satisfying experience; something I’d like to continue.

I also think it would be interesting for each of us to get small groups of artists together at our respective schools and have similar gatherings. I know that I for one have struggled being away from the creative people I surrounded myself with in high school. I have found other creative thinkers at school but nothing as solid as the group of friends I had in high school.

The idea of having cells of pagan poets and pagan choirs and pagan orchestras all over the Midwest is an exciting one for me. Really, I think we’d have to change the name of the church to the CHURCH OF THE PAGAN ARTISTS, which would feature preachers (the poets and actors), the pagan choirs backed by the pagan orchestras, and a congregation of people devoted to enjoying the arts.

I’ll write more on the inspiration for the CHURCH OF THE PAGAN POETS later, but right now I’m still riding high from the actual meeting.