Miss Ellen interviews Mr. Matthew … and does crackerjack job of it.
Miss Ellen interviews Mr. Matthew … and does crackerjack job of it.
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Get the Gringo was much better than Bullet to the Head!
It really was. A bravura opening, too.
Thanks for noticing me.
Matthew: I am still Catholic. I am still married. It has been easier to remain married than it has been to remain Catholic. Not too terribly long after Scapulars came out, I hit a nasty dry patch in my spiritual life. I even wrote about it for Loyola Press, as a sort of sequel to Scapulars. I called it Fingers Crossed That There’s a Heaven. They didn’t like it much. But I keep hanging on, crying “Lord I believe, help my unbelief!” and remembering Puddleglum’s speech in The Silver Chair.
I would of love to read: Fingers Crossed that There’s a Heaven. I’ve been in a dry patch myself as I’m sure many others have this same experience. It would of helped a great deal to read about another’s experience, if for no other reason than know that doubt is normal aspect of faith. I can’t turn on the tv, radio or even have a simple discussion with nearly all of my co-workers without having my catholic sensibilities bashed from here to there. It takes a toll and if you’re a believer today; buckle up and prepared to have your ass handed you day in and day out. It would of been nice to here how came through the other side. Loyalo Press missed the boat in my humble estimation.
I second that.
Oh, heck, I didn’t mean to be a tease. I’m sure God’s finger was in Book Two’s unpublication. But that’s not to say I don’t sympathize, Todd. The kind of toll-taking you mention is part of why I wound up writing Surfing with Mel.
But what if His fingers were crossed too…?
JOB
Our God is a Trickster God
Or could it be… Satan?
I try not to flatter myself.
Let’s start an online petition, or pledge, called “If you publish Lickona’s second book, Loyola Press, I will buy it.” In fact, we could even pony up the money up front. If it doesn’t reach a certain threshold within six months, we all get our money back.
Expat, you’re the economics major. Wouldn’t this be a nice marriage of (English) major and market?
Of course I’m assuming that economics was the problem. It sounds like it had more to do with “message” or content. A whole book could be written about “Catholic literature,” I feel, which could spring from an examination of the refusal to publish this book.
Dear wonderful Ellen, I really didn’t mean to go down this road. I think Loyola was mistaken in its reasons for not publishing the book. (Content was indeed the problem.) But ultimately, I did get a contract to publish it with Crossroad, and ultimately, I decided not to sign it. For reasons other than Loyola’s. Let’s talk about it over rye some time.
Oh, interesting.
And that could down as the lamest blog comment in the history of the World Wide Web.
He’s got the manuscript sewn into the lining of his TAC letterman’s jacket, where it will be discovered after death and published by Korrektiv Press on a steam power apparatus the Korrektiv grandchildren will be using in the post-electric world.
A fair chunk of the ms. is already online. The Tom Green thought experiment, “Meat” and the Catholic fiction essay over at Dappled Things. The idea for a story about a vengeful fetus. This bit. Dribbled out in dribs and drabs across the blogosphere…
I wager you’re right about that…
JOB