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They Need to Stay Out of Our Faith

I’m tired folks. Not because I am a senior citizen or because my back hurts or because I am a cancer survivor. All of that stuff is GOOD. I am tired and worn out from being slapped upside the head because I am Catholic. Yeah–just like all of you here– Catholic. It seems we go along day after day, year after year, and watch and hear our faith denigrated and mocked by a secular world where the slightest hint of a moral boundary professed or defended is ridiculed. God forbid anyone (especially someone who represents our church) attempts to say “NO” to anyone of “modern virtue” who has their own ideas as to what our faith should be.

I am a blue-collar Catholic guy who loves his faith and his church (just like all of you) and that is all there is to it. My three priorities have always been: God, Family, and Country—in that order. But you see, no one ever bothered us about that, right? God bless the framers of the Constitution. Were they SMART. Freedom of Religion–the very first amendment. They knew what kind of lid had to be placed on the pressure cooker of diversity that was to be America. They knew that religion transcended man-made law. It made things either right or wrong. It said yes and no, it gave us a “right thing to do”, it provided a moral compass. Ah, “yes and no”—how archaic to so many in our sophisticated and secular 21st century world. Yet, how beautiful and reassuring to so many others. Such a paradox.

Look, we go to Mass on Sunday and some of us, if possible, might go every day. And then, on occasion, we like to pay a “visit” to our church. It does not matter where the church is located. Anywhere in the world is just fine. They may look different but they are all the same. Jesus is there. For real. We believe that. We know that for a fact. It is a faith thing. We can stop in for five minutes just to say “Hi Jesus” or we can sit for five hours and talk to Him or not talk to Him. He doesn’t care. He’s always happy to visit with us. If anyone has a problem with that—oh well, Freedom of Religion—remember. Faith is that great intangible. Illogical if you have not been given it. Wondrous if you have embraced it.

So, what’s my problem? Well, first of all I thought that we were supposed to live our faith 24/7. I mean, when I leave church, is that it? Haven’t I gone to church to be nourished and reinforced, so when I leave the church and confront the world outside I am prepared to do my best to live up to my beliefs? And now, unprecedented in American history, an administration in power is telling us that when we go OUTSIDE our church we must violate our beliefs under penalty of breaking the law, facing a fine or even imprisonment. They have even suggested that we have declared a “war on women” because we are refusing to give contraception to women. Have THEY LOST THEIR MINDS? President Nixon signed Title X into law in 1970 , 42 years ago, and contraception on demand has been available all over the country ever since.

This first Tuesday of the month blog is supposed to be about ‘writing stuff’. Well, I am writing a little bit different here. I think it is what all of us have to do more of as writers. Write more about our faith that is being held under siege. I am tired of this unrelenting attack on our faith, supposedly being waged under the banner of “virtue”. What a crock. Maybe we should close all the Catholic hospitals and schools, foundling homes, Catholic Charities, the St. Vincent De Paul Society and HIV/AIDS Centers, homes for the deaf and the blind and the homeless. Have they LOST THEIR MINDS? They need to stay out of our faith and we need to, following the example of our bishops, defend it.

Writing dialogue (my way)

Since I am writing about “writing” I will be referencing my writing.  How did I learn to write? Well now, my foundation in writing came from the Ursuline nuns I had in grade school and the Marist brothers I had in high-school. Those folks knew how to teach English so I had, like it or not,  the “basics” ingrained in me. I do not have a degree in English grammar or composition or American literature. Heck, I did not even get to college until I was out of high-school for 18 years and, I did not study English.   Anyway,  consider the source when reading my tid-bits of writing tips.  I am not “trained” in the craft.

Onward and forward. I try to write dialogue just the way people speak. My novel, “The Priest and The Peaches”, takes place in a tough, blue-collar south Bronx neighborhood in the mid 1960’s. There is a lot of poor grammar in  the dialogue and I am sure it would cause some of the good nuns and brothers that I had long ago to either faint, or, at least get a very severe headache. There is a lot of “ain’t got”, “I dunno”, “nahs”, “yeahs”,  “gimme a break” and other NY accent dialogue. But, the reality is, the primary characters spoke like this. They still do. I understand that some of this dialogue may be confusing to some readers. But—it is what it is, right? My wife, who is from Ohio, can’t believe people actually talk like that. (I should get her some of the old “Dead End Kids” movies).

I often use omniscience in the characters to show what they are truly thinking so the reader understands the folly of what they are saying. Maybe I do that too much. I’m not sure. Maybe I should trust the reader more. As I write the dialogue I become the character speaking so I dialogue in my head as two or even three different people at the same time. It is never as if I am, for example, thinking as only the protagonist as he/she speaks to someone else. Does that makes sense to you?

I also try to use a minimal amount of “he/she saids”. I try to do it in such a way that the reader knows who is speaking even though I am not saying who is, and I try to go sometimes a half-page that way. It is a bit tricky but I think it is important. I also do my best to avoid long dialogue.  I’m a one or two sentence guy if I can help it.  I even have a scene in my book where the priest gives a homily and it lasts less than two minutes. It takes about fifteen seconds to read that part but the reader does get the point.

Okay, that’s it.  How do you guys do it?

“To Outline or Not to Outline”

Before I get to the topic at hand, I would like to announce that my new book, The Priest and The Peaches officially launched two days ago. So, HAPPY NEW YEAR!

It is in e-book format and the publisher is Tribute Books. This is a work of fiction and I would like to let you all  know that, in my own way, I have tried to compliment, praise and elevate the priesthood with this work. In fact, part of the dedication is to the priesthood. The truth is, I’m sick and tired of all the anti-catholic, anti-priest stuff that has been smothering everyone, and maybe, in my own small way, I might be able to counteract that. Anyway, if you might want to take a peek at the book you can go to http://www.thepriestandthepeaches.com.  Okay–to the point at hand.

I have been fulfilling numerous requests for “guest posts” on blog-sites. You know how that goes. They ask you to write 300 to 500 words about such things as writing habits, inspiration, character development, character interviews, etc. etc..  One question I was asked was, “Do you outline your stories or do they just take you along for the ride?” So, let me “fess up” about me and outlining.

I think they call someone like me a “pantser”. That is because I do go along for the ride and “fly by the seat of my pants”.  I outline the book after I’m done. I mean, I do have a potential ending in sight when I start, but, like some of those remodeling jobs I have done in the past, I never know what to expect. I might tear out a wall and, lo and behold, there are plumbing pipes staring at me. Where did they come from? You don’t want them there but you cannot get rid of them so–you adapt and change things. Consequently, as I write things become clearer and clearer, and anticipating problems and glitches happens more quickly.

Ultimately, I outline when I’m finished. I understand that, according to all the “poohbahs” out there, I am doing it all wrong. Well, my goal is to get to the finish line. For me, getting there is all that counts. If I fall down ten times, bust myself up and wind up bloodied in the process, I don’t care. Look, I am probably the type of writer you do not want to emulate. But, when all is said and done, we must march to the beat of our own drum and I have always had a hard time keeping in step with the beat.

I sincerely hope that all of you had a wonderful Christmas, and a I wish Happy New Year to all of you.