A Retreat for the Mind: Plugging the conference on The Future of the Catholic Literary Imagination

Two days before the world's paparazzi arrived in LA for the Academy Awards, USC's Institute for Advanced Catholic Studies hosted a conference on The Future of the Catholic Literary Imagination.  More excited about the line-up of speakers for this event than about any of the celebrities in all the movies I haven't seen, I made the pilgrimage to LA and back two days in a row for a celebration of all that is good in the world of letters.

I still feel a little giddy, as if I'd been to a big, booming rock concert, only this was a concert for the mind. I took copious notes, but as I look back on my scratchings, I see that translating them into something that would make sense for my small readership here will take more time than I have at the present. Instead, a summary:

As neither a real academic nor a real writer nor a member of the press or publishing world, I fell into the category of "members of the student body and public invited."  During the morning registration coffee hour, I felt intimidated about being in this crowd and maintained my anonymity by browsing publisher's tables of books for sale and mingling among the high school students, pretending to be a chaperone, but as the conference went on, I become more comfortable with my role as "Admiring public" or "Fan" or even, slightly, "Patron." I bought a few books and noted a long list other titles I would like to own after I make my way through a stack of to-be-reads. Someone has to take in all the words and ideas that these authors are sharing. I am happy to take on the role of consumer.

The conference began with workshops for high school students and a panel on Latino/a writers led by some professors at Notre Dame. I opted to go to the workshop on Flannery O'Connor because I was teaching "Revelation" in my class on Monday night. I had planned to go to a poetry workshop led by Mark Bauerlein of Emory, but I'm glad I veered off at the last minute to hear Angela Alaimo O'Donnell of Fordham talk on F. O'C. O'Connor's popularity has quadrupled in the 20 years since I graduated from college, so I was concerned O'Donnell might rehash some familiar themes, but I wanted to make notes on how to teach, also.  O'Donnell brought Flannery to life with her biographical sketch and allusions to her stories.  (I am also happy to report that despite my misgivings about assigning a story so riddled with the "n word" to my class, they all seemed to enjoy it. They could assign the language to "her time" and the hypocrisy of Ruby Turpin without being offended. And we had a wonderful discussion on self-reflection and hypocrisy in that story and Hawthorne's "Young Goodman Brown." Best class yet.)

Perhaps my biggest criticism of the conference is that the offerings were so difficult to choose between. I frequently couldn't decide which panel to attend. Sometimes I made my choice by studying the schedule to see if any luminaries were speaking later in the conference, so that I could hear them later; but a few times, I went into one panel for the first half and then slipped away to go listen to the second half of another panel.  In this manner I listened briefly to a panel on the role of Catholic editors and then went to "Spirituality and Literature" which was a wonderful exchange between Paul Mariani, Al Gelpi, and Kaya Oakes, a faculty member at UC Berkeley and a convert. I'm embarrassed to admit that I didn't recognize Paul Mariani's name. So since I wasn't starstuck, I was able to go up to him later and have a truly delightful conversation. He was convivial and fascinating and engaging, and now I am hunting out his poetry and literary biographies.  Here is a sample.

I did, in truly awkward form, also say a couple words to the luminaries I had come to hear.  Dana Gioia was one of the organizers, and he was truly amazing in his ability to be everywhere and to have time to talk to everyone. He asked me, while walking up to one of the talks, about my experience, who I was and where I was from. I gave him the brief answer and then the pandering, "I love your work.  I've been using your anthology to teach out of for the past six years..."

I held a door open for Ron Hansen, who had a knee brace and crutches. He asked me for directions to the Radisson, and I pulled out my phone to show him the map, not knowing it was only a couple blocks away. After he thanked me, I threw in the "I love your books!"  I wish I had thought to ask a question about any new work. I truly loved A Stay Against Confusion and Mariette in Ecstasy, and really liked Atticus and Robert Ford the Coward Who Shot Jesse James and Exiles, but I did not care for Hitler's Niece, nor did I attempt to read his newest book, which sounded like too much eros for my taste.

I did not speak to Tobias Wolff, but I loved his reading and his comments on living a life of conviction in a world in which the actions of faithful people like the North American Martyrs (and California's Junipero Serra) are a source of controversy because their methods often brought pain and death to the people whom they wished to save.  Sadly I missed Julia Alvarez's reading, the evening before I arrived, and Alice McDermott cancelled because her mother died.  But Julia Alvarez attended many of the programs with her husband. She was a tiny person with a voice like a bird. I eavesdropped to her chatter in the ladies' room, happy to be stuck waiting in line.

Even more of a treat was talking to the lesser stars.  I've been a fan of Image for some time and talked briefly to Gregory Wolfe about the Glen Workshops and MFA program. One of students from the program, Brian Volck, added his praise for the program.  Then Dr. Volck, a Cincinnati pediatrician, read later in the day because he was one of six writers chosen to be a Mullin fellow for the Institute. I was blown away by his reading - great voice and a truly beautiful story about vocation, really - being a doctor, a father, a writer.

I had lunch the second day with Dana Gioia's son and nephew, both students at Stanford volunteering at the conference. We met up at the same Armenian taco food truck. Then I talked a bit to a professor from Loyola in Chicago, Fr. Mark Bosco, (whom now I know to be a Graham Greene specialist because I googled him, too) I asked him for advice about teaching and let him teach me. And we shared our love for Chicago. I shared a printout of some poems at one of the talks with a man who happened to be one of the donors for the event, and he introduced me to the president of the Institute, Fr. James Heft, who has a long list of publications I'd like to look into.  Also circulating among the crowd were the editor of Dappled Things, Meredith McCann; a fellow graduate from UD, Joseph O'Brien and friend Matthew Lickona, both professional writers themselves and entertaining bloggers at Korrectiv; a couple ND alumni writers, neither whom I knew when I was there, but both gave good readings: David Griffiths and Randy Boyagoda, who has written a new biography of Fr. John Neuhaus. I listened briefly to Heather King and two other Catholic Californians, Carol Zapata-Whelan and D. J. Waldie, talk about their work and writing in California.  And the poetry reading by James Matthew Wilson, teacher at Villanova and writer at Front Porch Republic, also woke my desire to read more of his work.

Other highlights: The talk by California state historian Kevin Starr (the link is a great profile from the LA Times) was immensely entertaining. He gave a romping, abbreviated history of Catholic intellect and culture from the late 1800s to the 1950s Catholic Revival in literature in England and America. He crushed a questioner who asked about big c Catholics and little c catholics by asserting his love for the big Cs. But he was dour about a future Renaissance in popular culture because of increasing secularism and intolerance for religion. What he predicts is perhaps a flourishing subculture of Catholic culture - already in place on the internet.  And finally, replacing Alice McDermott in a panel was Robert Bausch, another author with whom I am unfamiliar but who has a long list of published novels. I'll be looking for one at the library.  He had a mesmerizing Georgian drawl and talked with Virginia Review editor, Jon Peede, with an equally entrancing horse country accent.  Paul Contino and Mark Eaton of Pepperdine's Christianity and literature, another journal I want to read more of, were also on this panel, but mostly listened to Mr. Bausch tell stories.

All in all, a wonderful two days. I'm grateful to my husband for managing the home front, so that I could go on this Lenten retreat of sorts.

Perhaps this post reads like name dropping. I've been debating about how to write about this event - write about what was said or who was saying it?  I hope to get around to writing up a synthesis of ideas, but throwing out this list of speakers and attendees is easier, and worthwhile for another reason. Instead of name dropping, I prefer to think of this as promotion. Look up these writers and read them. There won't be a renewal of faith in the arts without readers and critics getting the word out about these artists.  Other works I want to look for: St. Peter's B-List, an anthology of poetry about saints, both canonical and not. I've only read short stories by Alvarez and Tobias Wolff and need to make time for their novels and memoirs. Brian Doyle, editor of Portland magazine, and John L;Heureux got recommendations.  And there were stacks of books on the publishers' tables, ranging from Loyola Press, Wiseblood Books, Tuscany Press, and Paraclete Press, I'd like to read.  Life is too short for all the good books!

In defense of soldier priests

Last week I made the mistake of scheduling papers and journals and in class essays due on the same day for both of my classes. Then my W2 arrived, so I did our taxes (free online filing!), so that we can get the FAFSA and CSS profile done. And then we had a birthday - another son old enough to get his permit! And then we had the normal practices, homework, meetings, etc. Plus during the week, I also had to feed people, clean, and sleep.

And so I didn't blog. And I haven't read a single grown up book all the way through in the whole month of January (lots of essays...).  But I did find time to get drawn into an email exchange because, well, "someone was wrong on the internet."  I had to defend the Archdiocese of Military Services from the charge of being militaristic! Through a link to a link to a link, I came across a website, which I'm not going to link to because I don't want to give it traffic, that encouraged people to send letters to their priests protesting a collection for the AMS under the pretext that it condones militarism. 

I can understand why people are against war and against the current wars in the middle east.  I can understand why most people don't want to join the military. I wouldn't want to either. I'm not sure I want my son to do ROTC.  I understand why Christians especially should want to avoid military service and to protest the use of military force.  However, the Archdiocese of Military Services is not a branch of the Armed Forces; it is a branch of the Catholic Church. Yes, many of the priests are in the Chaplain Corps, so they are in the military. There are some other priests who help out at military chapels who are just filling in who aren't military members.  There are also laypeople who help at the chapels - some are military members assigned to the chapel and some are civilians, often spouses or retired military.   And the AMS serves both military and lay people - the civilians who work at the base, the dependents who follow their active duty military around the world. 

Our older two sons were confirmed by an AMS bishop who was formerly a diocesan priest.  We were catechists. Our kids loved the FOCUS VBS program - four college students from Colorado came to Guam to share their love of Christ and their energy with our kids. I was part of a women's Bible study group that received books from the chapel. These and other programs - programs that prepare people for sacraments, support marriages, help with addictions, provide financial counselling, - all aspects of life that have nothing to do with warfare -  were paid for with donations, not government funds.

So when I read this article encouraging people to boycott donations to the Archidocese for Military Services because it supports the military, I felt a little defensive.  The AMS doesn't serve the military mission; it serves Christ's mission to go out and preach the gospel. It reaches out to people who are separated from their families and communities who need the love of Christ. Some of these people perhaps need the message of the gospel more than others because of the nature of their job.

I don't care if you don't want to give - there are lots of worthy charities and we can't support them all. But to encourage others not to give because of a misunderstanding about military life is unfair.

I wouldn't be surprised if there are many civilians out there who have no idea what daily life on a base is like.  Yes, there are the forward deployed troops and special forces whose jobs are to enforce the United States' agenda, be it peacekeeping or defending or spreading democracy or whatever it may be.  Sometimes the agenda is in line with the gospel, such as sending doctors, nurses, construction forces, supplies, etc,, to help with the fight against Ebola. Sometimes the agenda is not - the tangled web in the middle east is a conundrum.

But most military members are not forward deployed. They are training on bases. They serve in construction forces, medical corps, intelligence, aviation, supply and finances. The military provides training and skills for a vast number of young people who don't have the resources or the readiness to go to college. A lot of hours are taken up with meetings and projects and training and maintenance. There are a lot human problems in this population - depression, divorce, drugs, etc,- that need spiritual healing as well as physical. There also a lot of men and women in the service who understand commitment and whose hearts are open to vocations when their tour of duty is over.

Nonetheless,the government continues to cut funding for the chaplaincy programs. But the costs continue to rise. Outreach is important. These priests are desperately needed, not because they preach a "Rah, rah, go, fight, win" message, but because they preach a message of love and forgiveness.

Mother Teresa is credited with saying that "Without doves in the halls of war, there can be no peace."  That quote reminds why we continue to be a part of the military, even though the leadership in Washington, DC, makes some questionable choices and I get tired of moving around. My husband is in the Civil Engineer Corps. His community builds hospitals and digs wells and provides support services to bases.  They built a little chapel in Afghanistan for troops from around the world. They fix up schools in Africa.  They train young people in construction, mechanics, building systems, etc.

To oppose the AMS because it serves the military community is to say that some people don't need Christ or deserve him because their jobs are objectionable.

The cause for sainthood for military chaplain Vincent Capodanno is open.  Would canonizing a military chaplain be akin to saying that the Pope supports war?  Of course not. Sainthood is the goal for everyone in any walk of life. We need people seeking sainthood to be in the military so that a voice of peace tempers the hawks.