Wednesday, April 20, 2016

Among detritus and dogma …

… Approaching God, inch-by-inch | (Hat tip, Dave Lull.)

O’Connor was a very specific type of writer in a very specific region and time, which in no way diminishes her talent. Some might call that provincial; I call it unique. In her essay “The Grotesque in Southern Fiction,” O’Connor explains that the “Southern writer is forced from all sides to make his gaze extend beyond the surface, beyond mere problems, until it touches that realm which is the concern of prophets and poets.” One such poet and another writer inspired by O’Connor’s work is Rita Mae Reese, whose collection The Book of Hulga investigates a fictional character who is mentioned in O’Connor’s letters but never fully made it to her pages.

1 comment:

  1. Moreover, O'Connor said something (paraphrasing here) about the Southern writer cannot help being influenced by immersion among all the singularly southern sensory inputs; furthermore, no writer in the south, even the Catholic, is immune from the infectious spirit of the Protestant Bible-belt. Perhaps no other American region -- in the early to mid-20th c. -- could have produced such unique Christian writers (including those who would bristle at being identified with the "label" -- e.g., William Faulkner comes to mind).