by Dorothy Cummings McLean | www.IPNovels.com
Hello! I’m honored to be writing to you from my attic sitting-room in Scotland. Ignatius Press has invited me, one of its most recent living authors, to post about Catholic literature. This I am delighted to do. Indeed, I have so much to write on the subject that I am determined to return here every Tuesday to write it.
But first I must admit that my point of view is not that of a learned professor. Although I have a B.A. in English Literature from the University of Saint Michael’s College (Toronto) and an M.A. in English Literature from the University of Toronto, I am not a professor of English Literature. And although I have an M.Div. and an S.T.B. from the University of Toronto’s Regis College, I am not a Catholic theologian, except in Saint Anselm’s sense that I am a Catholic whose faith leads her to seek understanding.
My point of view is merely that of one particular Roman Catholic who writes as a Roman Catholic for print publication and is interested in other Roman Catholics who have done the same. My observations lead me to believe that, even in the English-speaking countries, we belong to an unbroken tradition.