Tag: The Terrible Speed of Mercy

Wiser Now

I have nearly 2,000 tags associated with this blog. That’s a bit ridiculous, don’t you think? I’m trying to whittle that number down, and have been reviewing old posts in the process. Today, I read a post I had written about Flannery O’Connor’s Wise Blood the last time I was reading it. That’s kind of neat, because I’m reading the…

Knock and it Shall be Opened to You

I picked up The Habit of Being again this evening. I’m at the point where Flannery O’Connor starts corresponding, in 1955, with a woman from Atlanta identified only as “A.” (Jonathan Rogers identifies her in his Terrible Speed of Mercy: a Spiritual Autobiography of Flannery O’Connor, because when he wrote his book, “A” had passed away. She had asked Sally…

There’s a Reason We’ve Not Created Utopia Here on Earth

While Flannery O’Connor’s point is not always easy to see in her fiction, she was straightforward about making one in her correspondence, conversations, and presentations. Jonathan Rogers writes in The Terrible Speed of Mercy: In the “Christ-haunted” South, she [O’Connor] argued, the doctrines of sin and grace and redemption still held sway. Elsewhere, where a secular approach prevails, the writer…

On Writing

The spiteful, petty side of me wants nothing more to do with Flannery O’Connor. As I’ve intimated in the past, there seems to be a whole lot of Catholic writers who think she’s the be-all, end-all (even though some have admitted to actually not liking her work). These folks have apparently decided that Flannery is the king of the hill…

It is Finished

I hesitated for a moment before typing up that title, feeling almost blasphemous for exploiting Jesus’ last words on the Cross, but after some consideration, it feels right to leave them. Last night, I read through to the end of Wise Blood. I think, more than anything, I was happy to have it behind me so I could start in…