“Except, perhaps, for a minority of believers, who grew up in the homeschool movement and married young, I think Finnigan’s story is the central drama for Gen X Catholics. How do you piece together a functioning faith out of a religion whose traditions no longer speak louder than the world around it?”
—Elizabeth Duffy; click to read her full review of The Me Years
“Of spiritual memoirs there seems to be no shortage. In a way, that’s the problem — enough have been written for the conventions to have become established, and maybe a little too firmly. Since St. Augustine’s time, ‘I once was lost, but now am found,’ has been the trajectory of the typical spiritual memoir. There is room for tweaking — someone like the Little Flower can start out found and end up even more found. But the trend is always supposed to be an upward one, and you’re supposed to know it from page one. These requirements tend to thin out the pool. I wouldn’t venture to guess just how many literate Catholics really do experience their faith journeys as passages toward a certain light, but at least one memoirist, a woman named Ellen Finnigan, seems to have pushed the meat of her story back toward the dark middle.”
—Diary of a Wimpy Catholic; read more of what he has to say about “We Ennui and the ‘I’ Revolution”
“I would like to fit your face to your search,” Flannery O’Connor told a writer who, having met her once, sent a series of anguished letters about his crisis of faith. Ellen Finnigan’s book is true to her search, and the advantage of her approach is that the reader sees the searching author up close and in crisis rather than in settled retrospect.”
—Paul Elie, author of The Life You Save May Be Your Own
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