Oh, hey there.
It’s been a crazy season here in world Haines, and if I went about the business of explaining it all, I’d bore you to tears, or at least to clicking off to your favorite online retailer. There’s business to be done, children to raise, and a to-do lists that stretches from the Ozarks to the Rockies. In all of that (and more to be sure), it’s the little things–like keeping up this little writing space–can fall by the wayside.
But in 400 words or less, allow me to catch you up on team Haines. Take a deep breath. Ready?
Amber took a break from raising children and chickens to birth her debut book, Wild in the Hollow. We threw a raucous book-release party on the hottest day of the summer; the air conditioner was on the fritz; everyone sweated buckets while Amber read. There was cake, though. Cake makes everything cooler.
Good folks came in for the book release, so there was a weekend of entertaining. We sat around the big table and talked life. We laughed a little too hard, which is always good medicine. Austin listened to his wife without interjection or contradiction, only love. The world could use more conversations like the ones we had.
A week later, our little church gathered on a Sunday and sent a girl to college. She was our first to fly the coop. God bless her. Everyone cried, especially her mother and father.
In all this hustle and bustle, Amber and I bought a house. Ironic? Sure. (You understand this irony if you’ve read Wild in the Hollow.) But hey, things change. Right? To everything turn, turn, turn. Those Byrds (and King Solomon) had a few things right.
Under the cover of night, my little book, Coming Clean, started its own giveaway on Goodreads. It was an awkward move on its part, and we had a little conversation, the book and I. “You can’t go launching yourself to the world without my permission,” I said. “Watch me,” he said. Looks like I have a teenager on my hands. (While you’re at it, though, would you consider entering the giveaway?)
Amber wrote about the Ashley Madison scandal, but not before calling to make sure my name wasn’t on the list. (Hey, we’re all human here.) It was a gutsy article to be sure. Take a gander. I wrote a few words about doubt, and boy did they hit home. I followed up that little Facebook post with a TinyLetter on the same subject. “A TinyLetter?” you ask. Yes. A TinyLetter. You can sign up here (or click the photo to redirect to my TinyLetter). We’re running, running, running, and I’m not sure whether we’re going or coming. At least we’re still breathing, which is some testament of grace. What kind of grace? Who knows. But we’re living into it. I’ll be back regularly next week. It’ll be September, which is National Recovery Month. I might have a few things to say about that. Thanks for reading along, and carry peace today. While we’re all here, let’s shut this down the way we shut the Wild in the Hollow release party down; shall we?
Closing down the #wildinthehollow book party. Thanks for a special evening, all. A video posted by Seth Haines (@sethhaines) on
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