One of my friends tells me that he is much more interested in reading history than he is in reading fiction. I think he feels that there is more truth in history than there is in fiction.
Re-reading Flannery O’Connor’s Mystery and Manners: Occasional Prose, selected and edited by Sally and Robert Fitzgerald (New York: Farrar, Straus &Giroux, 1961, pp. 237), I have been reminded how insightful and stimulating are Flannery’s insights into the nature of fiction.
A few months ago in one of the daily newspapers there was a discussion about whether reading literary masterpieces could influence a reader morally. I regret that I did not follow the discussion closely because I find the topic fascinating.
Topics that I write about in this weekly column are often chosen from some book or article that I have read. I read something that interests me and hope it might interest readers of this column.
While writing this series of columns about how persons freely create their own stories, I have tried to emphasize the presence of the Holy Spirit in people’s lives.
During the last few weeks, writing this series of columns about how we, along with God, freely create our life stories, has helped me understand my own history better.
In the last two columns I have been stressing that we create our personal stories, especially through our free choices and God’s free choices.
For several years I have been teaching a philosophy course at St John’s University entitled “The Problem of God.”
Each of us is writing his or her own story with God. Each of our stories has been influenced by many factors.
All my friends are talking about the pandemic. That is not all that they are talking about, but whatever else a conversation is about, somehow the pandemic enters the conversation.