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David Holper

David Holper

David Holper shares a winter reading list for the upcoming “season of reflection.”

Where I live on the far northern coast of California, the storms have begun—wet, windy,  powerful. Today, there’s a break in the weather, and as we rush my son to his last soccer game  of the season, we come down off the hill overlooking Humboldt Bay: the waves are so huge,  they are breaking over the southern jetty, which means that beyond, out where the Pacific is  fighting its perpetual battle with the land, the waves must be peaking at least 15 feet high—or more.

I love this season. The weather is wild, a little unpredictable. Knowing that, and having lived here off and on for over 30 years, I keep an umbrella in my car and one in my office to boot. It’s a perfect time to sit inside, build a fire, and enjoy time with my kids and my wife.

As I sit down to write after the game and the pizza party, I find myself browsing NPR’s website for inspiration, and my thought is perfectly echoed in Sting’s comments about his new album: “I think it’s the season of reflection,” Sting says. “You know, we seem to need the winter to reassess ourselves, to hibernate, if you like; to seek home, to seek comfort. Somewhere cozy: the church, the family home.”

My thoughts exactly.

Although what Sting doesn’t say—at least not here—is that it’s also the perfect time to read. And for me, at least, it’s always a good time to refresh my faith and challenge me to better understand the twenty centuries of believers who have trod this path before me. By this, I mean books that challenge me in my thoughts, in my belief, in my actions. So just in the spirit of sharing some titles I’ve enjoyed, I thought I’d offer a reading list for the winter. But, to be frank, it’s really more an invitation to everyone who stumbles over this blog to join the conversation about books on faith and the church that ignite the fires of our hearts and minds.

In no particular order, here’s my list. Happy winter nights reading!

C. S. Lewis The Great Divorce

Malcolm Muggeridge A Third Testament (a great book I recently read that introduces the reader to the likes of Augustine, Blake, Pascal, Bonhoefer, Kierkegaard, and Dostoevsky)

Fyodor Dostoevsky Crime and Punishment and The Brother Karamazov

Timothy Keller The Reason for God: Belief in an Age of Skepticism

Donald Miller Blue Like Jazz

Anne Lamott Traveling Mercies: Some Thoughts on Faith (and the other books that follow in her faith series)

Ravi Zakarias The Real Face of Atheism

Dietrich Bonhoeffer The Cost of Discipleship

John Eldredge Waking the Dead: The Glory of a Heart Fully Alive

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David Holper has worked as taxi driver, fisherman, dishwasher, bus driver, soldier, house painter, bike mechanic, bike courier, and teacher. With all that useful experience and a couple of degrees, he has published a book of poetry called 64 Questions (March Street Press), as well numerous other poems in literary journals including Relief. He lives in Eureka, California, which is far enough from the madness of civilization that he can get some writing done. Another thing that helps is that his three children continually ask him to make up stories, and he is learning the art of doing that well for them.

NaNoWriMo Virgin

Ian David Philpot

Ian David Philpot

Ian David Philpot brings you up to speed on his first time participating in NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month — NaNoWriMo.org).

Twenty days ago, I was happy.  I had just chosen my topic for  NaNoWriMo, and I felt that I could find a way to stretch it into 50,000 words (the minimum number of words needed to “win”).  I knew that it was going to be tough, and I tried to mentally prepare for the adventure.

I read through the forums and planned on going to my area’s Kick-off/Write-in event on the first day.  I was very pumped.

When I arrived at the Kick-off/Write-in, I found I was the first person there.  Over the course of about an hour and a half, I met six other writers–all women between 18 and 40.  As each person joined, everyone introduced themselves and we shared what kind of novels each person was writing.  That’s when a clear distinction was made: I was not only the solitary male but also the only person writing for a general readership.

I know this is a generalization of the women I met, but they were pretty much all writing young adult novels about girls for girls.  Don’t get me wrong, there is absolutely nothing wrong with that, I just found it very difficult to relate with them.  (Especially the one about a girl who talks to mermaids.)

It was a good feeling on that first day to have fellow writers around, but I struggled to build solidarity because of my subject matter.  My first few days reflected a good word count because I almost felt like I had a group that I belonged to.  As I kept thinking about how alone I was in the writing process, my ability to keep my word count up and I quickly fell behind the 1,667 word/day average that would bring me to 50,000 by November 30.

As of today, November 19, I’m only at 14,512 when I should be closing in on 30,000.  I’m going to keep writing and hope that I make it there on time.

If you’d like to see what I’m writing about and keep up on my progress, click here.

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Ian David Philpot, a Relief intern, is studying English at Northern Illinois University and spent one year in Columbia College Chicago’s Fiction Writing program. He writes fiction and poetry, and can also list off eighteen elements from the periodic table and occasionally does not eat meat.

Ian David PhilpotRelief‘s intern and Blog Master, is studying English at Northern Illinois University and spent one year in Columbia College Chicago’s Fiction Writing program. He writes fiction, poetry, and music as often as he can.  Ian loves Italian ice and gelato.

Photo Haiku Wednesday 11.18.09

Photo Haiku Wednesday 11.18.2009

Photo courtesy of Michelle Pendergrass.

Directions:
1.
Enjoy.
2. Write a haiku inspired by what you see.
3. Post the haiku in the comments for bonus points.
4. Put the haiku on your twitter with #PHW (Photo Haiku Wednesday) in your tweet for SUPER bonus points.

Al bonus points are awarded via @ReliefJournal on Twitter.

A Return to Basterds: The Monstrous Artist

Stephen Swanson returns to his series investigating Inglourious Basterds. In this and the final entries, he will look at a central opposition between the “artistries” of Col. Landa (Christopher Waltz) and Shosanna Dreyfus (Melanie Laurent) and how they show QT’s significant opinions on the artistic process and the power between the creator and audience both in the cases of each of these characters and between Tarantino and his viewers. Landa and Dreyfus illustrate the dangers and potential of artists who both come from positions of social, political, or cultural power or weakness. This week focuses on the use of Landa’s character in this exploration.

The Tension of the Setting

Col. Landa’s arrival at the farmhouse of Pierre LaPadite (Denis Menochet), in the opening scene, establishes Tarantino and Waltz’s focus on the power of stories and artistry to attract and repel or to protect or destroy, often at the same moment. One watches the beautiful countryside and hears elegant music. However, the soundtrack also contains the sound of Pierre’s chopping of wood, both bucolic and potentially violent. The visual of him chopping steadily and shirtless both highlights his individual strength and his vulnerability. The farmhouse has an unobscured view of the surrounding fields which is both commanding and holds the potential of threat in the distant treelines. Just as Tarantino pans through these elements, the sight and sound of an official, black car invades the frame, slowly making its way to towards Pierre’s place of strength and vulnerability. Politically, Landa’s status as occupier holds all the cards, but practically speaking Pierre’s knowledge and history in the place also give him both vulnerability and potential strength

The Tension of the Men

Landa and his fellow-Nazi escorts immediately threaten, visually and literally. Landa’s polite request to enter the house does not fool Pierre or the audience familiar with the Nazi-officer archetype, creating a tie in perspective that Tarantino, Waltz, and Menochet play throughout the scene. Landa continues the performance of the archetype, with both Pierre and the viewer, as he asks for Pierre’s daughters to wait outside, at once attempting a commonality, since his colleagues are outside, but also a threat as he praises the daughters’ beauty and asks Pierre to place them out of his protection and with the soldiers with guns. He requests milk, praises the cows, and identifies Pierre’s status as an excellent dairy farmer and father in the region but drinks like a child. Landa methodically removes the tools of bureaucracy: pen, paper, filling the pen, and highlighting the mere formality of the meeting. Pierre prepares his pipe and smokes, and Landa removes his ridiculously proportioned meerschaum pipe and begins the process of smoking it. His performance simultaneously comforts his immediate and cinematic audiences. Landa shows his mastery as an actor just as Waltz performs the same feat.

The Tensions of the Artist

These elements all contribute to an audience who both immediately knows and recognizes where they are and what’s happening but also that they cannot make assumptions about the progression of elements of the story and performances. The aware audience, along with Pierre, knows the inevitable result of this visit. Landa/Waltz’s ability and power align to create a character both perfect and monstrous who only toys with Pierre’s hope to persist in silence and brevity to protect the Jews beneath his floorboards. The appearance of reason only barely covers the terrible truth that lies beneath, the goal to extinguish a people, and the joy Landa gets in playing with people, treating them as characters and props in the performance of his beloved identity as the “Jew Hunter”.

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Stephen Swanson teaches as an assistant professor of English at McLennan Community College. Aside from guiding students through the pitfalls of college writing and literature, he spends most of his time trying to remain reasonably aware of popular culture, cooking, and enjoying time with his wife and son. He holds degrees in Communications, Film, and Media and American Culture Studies from Calvin College, Central Michigan University, and Bowling Green State University, respectively. In addition to editing a collection, Battleground States: Scholarship in Contemporary America, he has forthcoming projects on Johnny Cash and depiction of ethics in contemporary film noir.

Review of mY Generation

Guest Blogger Christopher Stroner reviews mY Generation: A Real Journey of Change and Hope by Josh Riebock.

To say that Josh Riebock has a handle on Generation Y is an understatement. He not only can peg us as a generation, he is this generation. Josh has a firm grasp on this generation not because he has spent time in ministry or even spent so much time talking to people from this generation, because he has, and it shows, but because living in this generation Josh has painted a poignant self portrait. He is Generation Y.

Josh credits his writing this book to some of the more influential people of this generation, like Rob Bell, Donald Miller, Tim Burton, Christopher Nolan and others. Josh writes this book using references that are common to this generation. He writes in a way that connects to each and every person of the generation. He uses illustrations that cut to the core of a generation that is broken and abused. He offers a refreshing story to a generation that lacks the community that we all desperately long for.

It was a quick read for me, which is saying a lot because I am a slow reader. Josh writes like he talks—I was able to see him speak recently—but it was more than that. It was a story that I could relate to and resonated deep within my soul, stirring something so foundational that I could do nothing but continue reading. It is a story that is written in a undefended state and one of humble brokenness. Josh uses his story and a host of other stories that have inspired and changed him. These stories drive the book to greater depth and help to leave the reader wanting more.

Josh’s command of story and the use of others stories is astounding and inspires my to tell my story. All of it, not just the easy or nice parts, but the hard and down right evil parts. Josh has giving this generation and other generations a book that allows us to be fully exposed and share our deepest feelings and questions with the world. There is genuineness that comes from Josh’s writing and it frees the reader to experience there own story and reach into the dark places and get dirty. Josh’s story helps this generation to know that we are not alone and we need to come together to fix the growing rift that has formed between ourselves and others.

I loved this book from the moment that I picked it up; I could not put it down. It spoke so gently and so soothingly to my soul I felt as if I were talking face to face with Josh. It left me wanting more and it left me looking deep into my soul and searching my heart for some of the deepest questions and fears I have. If you took Blue Like Jazz by Donald Miller and Velvet Elvis by Rob Bell, and combined them, this book would be similar to that. Josh dares to write a fully exposed story that at the same time is insightful and can be applicable to all of Generation Y.

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