Today we begin our blogalogue with Margaret Silf.
I began by asking Margaret about her latest book: You stated that you enjoyed writing Just Call Me López more than any of your other books. Why was that? [“Lopez” is one part of the full name of St. Ignatius Loyola. Margaret’s book is an imaginative encounter between the saint and a 21st century woman.]
I think it is because this wasn’t a “book” but more of an unfolding friendship with López, and that process took me completely by surprise. Sitting down to write a new section felt like eagerly awaiting a visit from a dear friend. The friendship grew with every page.
Sometimes he exasperated me. Sometimes his situation literally brought me to tears. Often we laughed together. But in every new circumstance my genuine affection for him deepened. He quite simply became a part of my life and will always remain so.
I suppose with Just Call Me López, it was a different experience from the writing of a more conventional book, in that there were always two of us involved, on every page – three if you count the Holy Spirit, who, after all, made the whole thing possible.
With a more conventional book there is a degree of satisfaction in completing it, but with López, the joy is not primarily in having written the book, but in having forged a heart-relationship with this remarkable man, which has been life-changing for me. The experience has changed me in ways that I could never have predicted.