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J.W. Sire: Thinking, and then Cooling Off

"Second, thinking is rarely a matter of cold, heartless, calculating logic. Thinking feels. Sometimes when I am reading--and thinking while reading--my mind becomes so hot, so affected by the implications of the ideas, that I stop to cool off." James Sire, Habits of the Mind: Intellectual Life as a Christian Calling

S. Friedman on the Things that Won't Go Out of Style

"But intellectual curiosity, vigorous research, acute analysis, and elegant prose will never go out of style. If anything, the shorter the supply, the more those traits will be valued." ~Letters to a Young Journalist

Updike's Novels as Illustrations

From Updike's essay/speech, "Remarks Upon Receiving the Campion Medal" in John Updike and Religion: The Sense of the Sacred and the Motions of Grace.

"The first, The Poorhouse Fair, carries and epigraph from the Gospel of Luke; the next, Rabbit, Run, from Paschal; the third, The Centaur, from Karl Barth; and the fifth, Couples, from Paul Tillich. I thought of my novels as illustrations for texts from Kierkegaard and Barth; the hero of Rabbit, Run was meant to be a representative Kierkegaardian Man, as his name, Angstrom, hints. Man in a state of fear and trembling, separated from God, haunted by dread, twisted by the conflicting demands of his animal biology and human intelligence, of social contract and the inner imperatives, condemned as if by otherworldly origins to perpetual restlessness--such was, and to some extent remains, my conception."

Grandfather's Manliness

A man who had mastered the art of manliness embodied many, if not all, of these manly characteristics:

*Looks out for and is loyal to his friends and family.

*Does the right thing, even when it's not convenient.

*Is proficient in the manly arts.

*Treats women with respect and honor.

*Serves and gives back to his community.

*Sacrifices for the good of others.

*Works hard and seldom complains.

*Exhibits both great courage and tender compassion.

*Has confident swagger but isn't a pompous jerk.

*Is witty without succumbing to sarcasm.

*Embraces instead of shirks responsibility.

~The Art of Manliness

Economist Gary North on Books

"There are always more books to be read than time to read them."~Taken from Wealth & Poverty: Four Christian Views of Economics, 1984 IVP

Interview from the Dead: John Updike on Writing

The Goins Review: Hello Mr. Updike. I just want to thank you for doing this interview. We all know your works Rabbit Run, The Poorhouse Fair, and Pigeon Feathers –A&P still seems to be discussed to this day—but you had the chance to speak at the Festival of Arts in Adelaide, South Australia to discuss a common and unoriginal question: Why Write? How hard was it to prepare for that speech?

Updike: My title offers me an opportunity to set a record of brevity at this Festival of Arts; for an adequate treatment would be made were I to ask, in turn, “Why Not?” and sit down.

TGR: It was that easy, huh? But you chose elucidate. That’s understandable. So I realize that you have also traveled to Kenya and were asked about the social usefulness of your writing—and the general betterment of mankind and improving the social conditions of your own U.S.A. was not the motivation for you as a writer.

Updike: …as a writer, for me to attempt to extend my artistic scope into all the areas of my human concern, to substitute nobility of purpose for accuracy of execution, would certainly be to forfeit whatever social usefulness I do have.
…We must write where we stand; wherever we do stand, there is life; and an imitation of life we know, however narrow, is our only ground.

TGR: A very solid ground, indeed! Now what is your fascination with writing? Where did it begin?

Updike: Think of a pencil. What a quiet, nimble, slender and then stubby wonder-worker he is! At his touch, worlds leap into being; a tiger with no danger, a steamroller with no weight, a palace at no cost. All children are alive to the spell of pencil and crayons, of making something, as it were, from nothing; a few children never move out from under this spell, and try to become artists. I was once a rapturous child drawing at the dining room table, under a stained-glass chandelier that sat like a hat on the swollen orb of my excitement.

TGR: So what are some of the effects of writing?

Updike: Writing, really, can make us do rather few substantial things: it can make us laugh, it can make us weep, and if it is pornography and we are rather young, it can make us come. It can also, of course, make us sleep.

TGR: So what do you believe the role of a writer is?

Updike: Is not the writer’s role, indeed, to speak for humanity, as conscience and prophet and servant of the billions not able to speak for themselves?

TGR: Thank you Mr. Updike for this wonderful interview.

An Updikean Poke at Women

"You never know for sure how girls' minds work (do you really think there is a mind in there or just a little buzz like a bee in a glass jar?)... ~A&P, Pigeon Feathers

Jonathan Franzen on Starting His Recent Novel

How do I start off a blog--an absolutely new blog that is likely to only be read by me--and keep it original and interesting? Perhaps the same way I did my other blog--by quoting a big name. In this case, the big name is Jonathan Franzen.

Recently, Franzen linked becoming recognized and accepted as signaling the end of his career in a recent guardian article.

His honesty aside, I find I have something in common with Franzen when it comes to writing novels:

More than a year later, when he finally felt ready to try his hand at fiction again, he began an agonising trawl for new material. He leaps up from his chair and opens the desk drawer to reveal a pile of what must be at least 1,000 pages of typed manuscript. "All false starts," he says with a strained smile. "It was so pathetic. Notes going round and round in circles. Days spent asking questions about certain characters in certain situations, trying to work out chronologies, logic trees burnishing off into infinity. Horrible, unreadable, intensely boring stuff."

What a horrible, unreadable, and intensely boring first blog post.