The Descent into the Mist of Catholic Writing, by Kevin Wells

I just got off the phone with a friend—an author, Crisis columnist, and writer of more than 1,500 articles—who shared he was planning a 24-hour fast at a nearby chapel with the hope God might lead him out of a writing crisis.

“Beware,” I warned him. “You might come out worse than when you went in.”

Ask a Crisis writer to share an opinion on Pope Francis, or a best-loved saint, or the assassination attempt, or the Synod on Synodality and responses come like Paul Skenes purpose pitches. Words become geysers, often far too hot for your liking. If, however, you want to slow him down, ask about his writing process—and watch him transmogrify into St. Joseph. In the noiselessness of his attempt to retrieve his clubfooted answer, you will know what you need to know: you’ve grazed up against his soft place; you’ve sent him down a black-diamond drop into the island of his soul. … 

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