By Flannery O'Connor
"I wish to write a stunning prayer," writes the younger Flannery O'Connor during this deeply religious magazine, lately chanced on between her papers in Georgia. "There is a complete brilliant international round me that I can be capable of flip in your praise." Written among 1946 and 1947 whereas O'Connor was once a pupil faraway from domestic on the college of Iowa, A Prayer magazine is a unprecedented portal into the inner lifetime of the good author. not just does it map O'Connor's singular courting with the divine, however it indicates how entwined her literary wish was once together with her longing for God. "I needs to write down that i'm to be an artist. no longer within the feel of aesthetic frippery yet within the experience of aesthetic craftsmanship; another way i'll believe my loneliness consistently . . . i don't are looking to be lonely all my lifestyles yet humans basically make us lonelier through reminding us of God. expensive God please aid me to be an artist, please enable it result in You."
O'Connor couldn't be extra simple approximately her literary ambition: "Please support me expensive God to be a superb author and to get anything else accepted," she writes. but she struggles with any hint of self-regard: "Don't allow me ever imagine, pricey God, that i used to be whatever however the device in your story."
As W. A. classes, who knew O'Connor, writes in his creation, it used to be no twist of fate that she begun writing the tales that may turn into her first novel, Wise Blood, in the course of the years whilst she wrote those singularly resourceful Christian meditations. together with a facsimile of the whole magazine in O'Connor's personal hand, A Prayer Journal is the checklist of an excellent younger woman's coming-of-age, a cry from the guts for romance, grace, and art.
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You can never finish eating it nor ever digest it. It has to be vomited. But perhaps that is too literary a statement—this mustn’t get insincere. How can I live—how shall I live. Obviously the only way to live right is to give up everything. But I have no vocation & maybe that is wrong anyway. But how [to] eliminate this picky fish bone kind of way I do things—I want so to love God all the way. At the same time I want all the things that seem opposed to it—I want to be a fine writer. Any success will tend to swell my head—unconsciously even.
I’d rather be nothing. An imbecile. Yet this is wrong. Mediocrity, if that is my scourge, is something I’ll have to submit to. If that is my scourge. If I ever find out will be time to submit. I will have to have a good many opinions. 1/25/47 The majesty of my thoughts this evening! Do all these things read alike as they seem to? They all send a faint nausea thru me—albeit they were sincere at the time & I recant none of my articles of faith. This evening I picture theoretically myself at 70 saying it’s done, it’s finished, it’s what it is, & being no nearer than I am.
No, the saints died for God and God died for the dead. They didn’t have to submit to God’s indignity. No one can do again what Christ did. These modern “Christs” pictured on war posters & in poems—“every man is Jesus; every woman Mary”[—]would have made Bloy retch. The rest of us have lost our power to vomit. 9/22 and Bloy again. It should be a great instigator of humility in me that I am so lukewarm as to need Bloy always to send me into serious thought—and even then it is not sustained very long.
A prayer journal by Flannery O'Connor