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A fella by the name of Brian Jobe sent me his proposal abstract to look over, and it’s a good’n. Lost in the Cosmos as the ultimate Girardean novel.
How about the other JOB now? No gettin’ out of it this time!
I’m hoping to concoct something on the subject of The Depressed Self and the Ex-Suicide, which was the first thing of Percy’s I read after pulling LITC off the shelf at my college’s library one gloomy evening back in the late fall of 1984, at the tender age of 19. A turning point to be sure.
Let’s do this! Is it too early to make hotel reservations?
Help us, Rhonda!
I fear I have little choice but to do something on The Pornographic Self…
I WILL be there this time… THAT IS, if my wife doesn’t pull some shit like dig up the septic tank…
That said, I’m working on something regarding Percy and Melville. As we all know, Percy had a strange fascination with Melville – and I think much of it had to do with the fact that Ishmael (aka the Town-Ho’s Steelkilt (my personal hypothesis which I stole from a Cistercian)) was (one of?) the first character(s) in American lit to undergo a quest, “the search,” what have you. He was grumpy and went to sea: (“It is a way I have of driving off the spleen, and regulating the circulation.” If that’s not a line Percy luxuriated in I don’t know my Percy!) but soon we realize his grumpitude was in part not knowing the secret of living in a single 24-hour period without the “hypos” getting the upper hand…
Sounds like the beginning of a Percy novel, for Moby’s sake!
So in two weeks I hope to have some way to tie these jumbled thoughts in with Lost in the Cosmos.
By the way – Tom More refers to himself as Ishmael in the opening of Love in the Ruins.
JOB
Sounds like a plan.
You sound, understandably, skeptical.
JOB
Don’t mind me. It’s just November in my soul these days.
Angelico? Duffer? Cubeland? Darwins? Expat?
Ironic, I know you already sent regrets. And you, too, Webb.
But what of our other fellow travelers? Santiago? Paul? Bernardo?
I’m offline for Lent. Can Dorian do it for me?
Yes.
Ellen Finnigan?
Hmm…Can one go to confer, drink, listen, or must one propose, present, speak?
Conferring, drinking, and listening are welcome. But why not also propose, present, and speak?
Ellen, that’s what we did last time. You have more fun if you’re not presenting because you get all of the enjoyment of participating with none of the stress. Plus, you gain a reputation for seeming mellow because everyone else is all wound up. 🙂
Thanks for the tip! Looks like I’ll have to find a different jogging partner. Sad face.
I can attest to the mellowness and the fun of the Darwins.
The By Way of Beauty and Bad Catholic guys?
Sutter’s Casebook Crew?
Thanks! It sounds good. The hard part is keeping life for getting in the way of a good time with good people.
I sent out a few missives.
Alas, we’re out this year (got a wedding a week or two before that which we must attend), and I wish we weren’t, because I could use a little New Orleans warmth (generated both by the temperature and the alcohol). Our dramatized presentation of Acting Terminology in The Moviegoer will have to wait until next time, Matthew.
This is terrible news. But y’all were so good to make it to Darkest Wisconsin during last year’s Summer of Weddings, so I can’t really complain. But dinner in the Quarter just won’t be the same without Mr. Darwin pausing to draw a bead on the rat scurrying across the top of the garden wall…
Yep, $4500 for monsoon related repair was also about the price of a Webb family out-of-state vacation. Love everyone dearly, but we can’t make it this year.
What about a Saul Bellow conference in 2014 (I don’t know if there is a Saul Bellow conference in 2014, but why not?) in the Windy City. We’ve been meaning to take our next vacation there anyway and JOB and IC would have no excuse. We could take in a Cubs game.
Bellow Meets Kierkegaard in Chi Town?
Sort of sounds like the beginning of a bad joke.
You know I’m here for the scintillating conversation, but I’d embarrass myself talking about Percy. “I hear he’s good. Really, really good.”
A Kierkegaard conference, now you’re talking.
The SK archive is about 1.5 hrs from my house (St Olaf College, ahem).
But by all means, I really hope all of you submit something and go have a beignet.
St. Olaf has a Kierkegaaaaaard archive? Awesome!
IC
This sounds like a joint Wis-Minn (or Minn-Wis, if you prefer) operation. If you have some time this summer I would love to meet up with you there!
I think I might even be able to convince my editor to do a story on it…
JOB
Honestly, I have never been there, but I know it exists and it is where American SK scholars go to work. I can’t possibly see how it will work this summer, but….
Tis here: http://www.stolaf.edu/collections/kierkegaard/
If we met at St Olaf’s we’d have to pretend to be “Bad Lutherans”
I’m pretty sure that Catholics are the worst Lutherans there are.
Actually, only some. Others are pretty good at it.
Oh, snap!
(PS I think we’ve found Potter’s second dream job. After full time poet.)
I thought about trying to get them to let me do an internship there when I was in library school. About the same time I thought about becoming a Catholic.
Apparently, IC knows you like a book.
Padding your diocesan expense account for a jaunt through the Midwest?
If you were ordained, this could be a J.F. Powers story.
I’m trying to remember how long it’s been since I’ve seen or heard anyone mention J. F. Powers.
AMDG
That’s hard to hear. Up to a ploint.
If I were “ordained,” I’d have a lot more problems than being trapped in a J.F. Powers story.
But that does remind me of the Christian Lit in Minnesota possibilities…home of Jon Hassler, JF Powers as writer in residence at St John’s-Collegeville for years, Garrison Keillor….
The junket awaits!
Kierkekaard and Percy: A Symposium
Chicago IL, September 2014
(Includes a visit to St. Olaf’s College)
A Call for Papers
Um, keep in mind Chicago to Northfield MN is 7 hrs by car.
You and your homeschool geography. We’ll take the bullet train.
Duh.
Ha! I wish!
I’m probably in, although it sounds like someone may have already taken the coveted “explaining Pinterest to academics” angle. I will probably do another wacky slideshow about…Katniss being lost in the Cosmos or something equally ridiculous.
IC: I post this all so that you understand that one need not be a respected academic to get one’s foot in the door. And your foot is both respected AND academic, I hear, so get your department to foot the bill and come on down to New Orleans.
SE–
My school allows us one conference a year, maybe. We have to justify every penny. I think this would have to be on my own dime. But thanks for the encouragement. It still doesn’t change that the only thing I know about Walker Percy is that he has inspired some cool people who write for a misspelled blog. Enjoy!
I have an idea! I’m going to submit a proposal.
I wish I had letters after my name, like Angelico. I would feel less like a nobody submitting this thing.
(Lost in the Meritocracy! The UnBelonging Self, or precarious self-esteem among the unlettered attempting entry to academia.)
This ain’t academia. This is an idea rodeo. Saddle up.
Hope Lickona can still fit in his barrel.
Yee haw. (I think they extended the deadline to April 1.)