I have to admit that on first thought I found it hard to contemplate a stoic nostalgia. The very essence of stoicism, soldiering on and refusing to show pain even when it hurts like hell seems to me almost the antithesis of a bright nostalgia, taking real joy in remembering things as they used to be. My thinking of course can be as mercurial as anyone’s. And when I thought about it, I have to acknowledge that masochists experience orgasmic joy in receiving pain. Could a stoic nostalgia be a kind of masochist’s hymn? Or perhaps one could recall with nostalgia a time when one’s stoicism enabled one to complete some challenge and achieve some success? My thinking is perhaps too mercurial for me to quite tie down a coherent thought about these words.
I think I have today completed work on the next edition of Walking Down The Avenue. Proof-reading inevitably will cause me to make corrections and changes, but I am definitely getting on towards being ready to send the manuscript off to the copy editor and inching towards the time when I will be ready to release it. If you are on Empire Avenue and have a blog, I would love to provide you with a review copy. Just let me know in a comment or by private message. I will send you a 100% off coupon so you can get the book as soon as it is released and publish a review of the book on your blog. It is still bright and sunny, though thankfully still cool and pleasant here in the Northwest. But as I look at the evening sun growing dimmer I am reminded that the productive fall season is upon us an I am really looking forward to re-releasing the newest edition of the book. Here’s hoping it’s a good weekend in your world, and as always I urge you to leave me a comment with Just Three Words that I can make into a future blog post. And finally today, my thanks to Sia who suggested today’s words.