Last of all, the experience of writing and the experience of prayer are both, to me, forms of communion, in which the self is abandoned in favor of participation in something more spacious and wiser. After years now of parish ministry, I can attest that actual people are just as strange and beautiful, and occasionally wicked and heartbreakingly generous, as anything a novelist can conjure.
A.) I want to read this book, because it sounds like it’s funny-crazy-ironic, and B.) How proud of this guy is his Mom? VERY. She’s a friend in my Logophiles Circle, and I think he is amazingly articulate and intelligent and I’d visit his church any day.