Coconut Atheist trilogy

Kind readers,

I’ve been hard at work on Atheist Tiki Hour. Finally.

To fight my anxiety, impostor syndrome, and procrastination, I devised a note card and writer’s planner reward system that has been working most effectively. The plane hasn’t quite left the runway yet, but takeoff is imminent.

There’s nothing like filling out cards, and nicely organized planners, to make me forget about my worries. “Am I writing crap?” “Someone’s going to read this, I can’t even.” What if this, what if that. The note cards distract me from these crippling thoughts fairly well.

I also had another idea. There’s a Hula Girl on my Dashboard: How I Left Faith Behind and Embraced Life and Atheist Tiki Hour: Your Guide to a Secular Blast are going to be part of a trilogy. The third book will be called Heathen’s Hideaway: Living God Free.

Naturally, I designed a spiffy cover for it.


All three of these books will illustrate my particular brand of atheism, which I’ve termed Coconut Atheism. I write about my joyful atheist life. I’m writing from the point of view of an ex-Christian and an apostate. I don’t go into great detail about why religion doesn’t work, why the so-called holy texts are flawed and nonsensical and contradictory, or about why evolution (for instance) is a fact; there are already many excellent books written on these topics.

My books will be about how my new life as an atheist is simply filled with joy. I write about my deliverance. I write about intellectual and personal freedom, in the sense that my life isn’t dominated by ancient myths, regressive and debilitating and downright cruel “divine” commands, or absurd, thought-stifling woo.

I write about having a finite existence, and how I’m content with that. Much more than that, I’m grateful and at peace and fully alive.

It’s a funny thing, being a primate with a large “oh how it fucks with you” brain. It’s funny and fun. I write about silliness. I write whatever comes to my mind.

I write about sadness, too. I write that it’s okay to be sad. Believers are sad too, and I speak from experience. Atheists don’t need to put up with being told that if only they believed, they’d be happy. Because obviously, atheists are miserable unhappy fucks, right? They “deny” the one true whatever. This is why I write about atheist joy, about the glorious moment of life that we have.

In other news, my new suit is on its way, and there will be asexy photos at some point once it’s arrived.

I recorded a test song with my beautiful Blue Nessie microphone.

I believe I’ll be recording a Roy Orbison song next.

Your devoted
Logospilgrim, the quiet professor

2 thoughts on “Coconut Atheist trilogy

    • Shucks, thank you for your kind words and for making my weekend! I just got a courage injection 🙂 And, the journey sure is a lot more terrific with people like you sharing the road!

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