How was your weekend? Did you have unexpected/expected snow? Did you spend lots of time reading?
On Friday I had a very exciting conversation with my Mulholland editor. I’ve got a couple weeks’ worth of fine-tuning to do on The Stranger Inside, but it’s not due until right after the holidays, so I have time to think on it. It’s always great to work with an editor who has lots of interesting, story-expanding ideas about my work. I’d planned to sketch out my game plan–but then I got an unsettling text early Friday evening.
Two guys (unidentified by the witness) had spray-painted graffiti on the much-used north entrance of our church, in the still-dark hours of Friday morning. The entrance sports two large, blank, red doors. Perfect for vandalizing. But seriously, who does that? It wasn’t even particularly interesting or artful graffiti. Just someone’s four-letter name, or tag. It wasn’t even in a terribly prominent place where lots of people would see it, except the students in the apartments surrounding the parking lot and the church members. That’s not to say that it would’ve been better on the street entrance. But it does say a lot about people doing things in darkness, about cowardice, about disregard for others’ property and concerns.
Seeing it made me very sad. The very thought of it still makes me sad. It’s too cold to paint over it, and we tried to spray/scrape off as much of the graffiti as we could. Unfortunately it was cold outside, and the paint had dried.
We scrubbed as much as we could, but left the doors as they were when we finished so the folks attending mass this morning would see it. But it’s not good to let such things exist. Even if you’re not in a great neighborhood (and the church is not), it’s better to fight against entropy and vandalism than to give up. I’ve long been a believer in The Broken Windows Theory. Things only get worse.
Here’s the temporary solution. It’s my hope that we have a more permanent one soon.
The wrap is plaid, which is rather appropriate. This afternoon we had an evensong celebration for Saint Andrew’s Day, which was on November 30th. He’s the patron saint of Scotland (and of many other places as well). It was a wonderfully meditative way to end the week and prepare for the busyness to come.
Speaking of busy–my week will be full of editing and shopping madness. Yours? xx