An Introduction 
to Frank O'Connor  

from the new volume Frank O'Connor: New Perspectives, ed. Robert C. Evans 
and Richard Harp (West Cornwall, CT: Locust Hill Press, 1998).  
ISBN 0-933951-79-5.  xxiii + 471 pp.  (For more information, look here)
The following introduction first summarizes O'Connor's life and career and
then outlines the contents of the book.


Introduction
   
        This collection has been inspired by a desire to create and re-
   new interest in the brilliant literary artistry of Frank O'Connor.
   Perhaps Ireland's most complete man of letters, best known for his
   varied and comprehensive short stories but also a notable literary
   critic, essayist, travel writer, translator and biographer, O'Connor
   at his death in 1966 seemed assured of a lasting place in the pan-
   theon of twentieth-century Irish writers. For many that is still now
   the case. O'Connor's Collected Stories, edited by Richard Ellmann,
   has been in print since 1981, and the past several years have seen
   new collections of O'Connor's work in The Collar: Stories of Irish
   Priests, published in Belfast in 1993, A Frank O'Connor Reader,
   edited by Michael Steinman in 1994, and the exchange of letters be-
   tween O'Connor and his New Yorker editor William Maxwell, also
   edited by Steinman and published in 1996. In addition, at least one
   of O'Connor's stories has recently reached a large audience in the
   always coveted crossover medium of cinema, as "Guests of the
   Nation" was the basis for the widely-seen movie The Crying Game.
   There is also interest in O'Connor in non-English speaking coun-
   tries, as the interview with his widow Harriet Sheehy in this vol-
   ume will attest. Academic interest in O'Connor's work, however,
   has somewhat flagged in the decades since his death; there have
   been revivals in appreciation of the stories of Flann O'Brien (died
   1966), for example, and of the poetry of Patrick Kavanagh (died
   1967), but nothing similar for O'Connor, whose work was certainly
   as incisive and much more far reaching. The only full-scale biog-
   raphy, that by James Matthews in 1983, has the fullness of detail
   and narrative richness which a great writer deserves (and which
   many lesser writers often get as well), yet its appreciation of the
   man is continually undercut by what Matthews regards as his
   subject's personal failings. Such failings, be they as they may, have
   seldom detracted from critical appreciation of the work of a Joyce
   or a Yeats, much less from the work of those writers and artists
   whose lives Paul Johnson recounts in such particular detail in Intel-
   lectuals (O'Connor is a champion of the moral life compared to
   most of Johnson's rogues' gallery). O'Connor attempted to live his
   life without cant or hypocrisy; his frailties and controversies were
   often public--his bitter disillusionment with the failure of Irish re-
   publicanism, his outrage over Irish censorship in the 1930s and
   1940s, his divorce in the 1950s--and he said and acted the way he
   thought. This brought him considerable grief in Ireland, yet he did
   not seek safety in permanent exile as did Joyce or in an outright re-
   jection of religion as did modern writers too numerous to mention.
   Robert Frost said that he had a "lover's quarrel with the world";
   O'Connor had a lover's quarrel with Ireland, and he never stopped
   loving her even when she bloodied him up.
        If O'Connor's life occasionally embroiled him in controversy,
   then, he was willing to live those controversies and not observe
   them from afar. It is part, surely, of what gives his stories their
   powerful sense of life. For those who were not Irish contempo-
   raries of O'Connor, however, his artistic credo may be one of the
   more controversial things about him. For O'Connor was neither an
   aesthete nor a writer of experimental fiction. He was a great devo-
   tee of realistic nineteenth-century fiction, who, as Yeats said, did
   for Ireland what Chekhov did for Russia. While this may endear
   him to ordinary readers and students, it will not necessarily make
   him popular amongst the critics and university scholars who have
   beat the drum for modernism as the only acceptable way for litera-
   ture to follow this century. O'Connor characteristically took this
   literary controversy head-on, not fearing to attack Joyce for aban-
   doning a depiction of life as it is really lived by most people. This
   is heresy of a particularly rank order for those who think modern
   literature must be difficult and obscure and experimental and has
   given O'Connor a position among fiction writers perhaps not un-
   like that of Frost or (in years past) George Herbert in poetry. But as
   Herbert counseled seventeenth-century writers of poetry to avoid
   useless ornament and rhetorical decoration so that they could find
   that "there is in love a sweetness ready penned / Copy only that
   and save expense" ("Jordan II"), O'Connor was a tireless searcher
   for the right word or phrase, for the right fable or plot, for, finally,
   that most difficult of all techniques, the art which might appear to
   his readers to be achieved without effort.
        Insofar as postmodernism is a liberation from the notion that
   modern art must be "difficult," as T.S. Eliot famously prescribed,
   O'Connor's work is likely to grow considerably in popularity at all
   levels. His fiction alone has the range of the greatest of writers. The
   most frequently anthologized stories are those about children--
   "My Oedipus Complex," "The Drunkard," "My First Confes-
   sion"--which achieve the difficult end of seeing the world through
   a child's eyes without being childish. Such stories are amusing but,
   like children themselves, demand to be taken seriously. The moral
   of "My Oedipus Complex," for example, is the interesting one that
   "Of course the Oedipus Complex exists--and it is not such a bad
   thing." Other stories about childhood are considerably less amus-
   ing and capture the extreme sensitivity and cruelty which children
   may be given to--"The Pretender" is an example. There are few
   gender stereotypes in O'Connor's stories. Women play the most
   diverse roles and when they do act capriciously or wantonly O'-
   Connor makes clear the reasons why--quite frequently it is be-
   cause the men they have taken pity on are too stolid or too much
   the bumpkin to allow them many other options. The wonder and
   independence of a woman's beauty may be explored or her capac-
   ity for self-sacrifice, which comes at a price, without O'Connor
   feeling that he must give the final explanation for such mysteries.
   There are superlative stories of the Irish middle class (written
   decades before this became the general interest of journalism or
   sociology) which still unravel the complexities of their subject with
   a concreteness that other disciplines find difficult. There are stories
   of religion which do not condescend to either those who believe or
   to those who imperfectly embody their belief or to those who do
   not believe at all, stories of war that make clear there are causes
   worth fighting for and innumerable ways in which those causes
   may be betrayed, stories of the Irish peasantry meeting their urban
   cousins, who are pursuing education, religion, or business, which
   make clear the strangeness of the encounter and the manner in
   which each side may maintain (or not) their dignity.
        O'Connor was born in 1903 and has recounted the early years
   of his life in one of his best books, An Only Child, a memoir not
   published until 1961 but which has the immediacy of a precocious
   diary. His childhood was shaped in part by his saintly mother,
   who supplied much of the family's income because his father was
   unable to keep steady employment because of the demon drink.
   His father, Mick O'Donovan, was also at times a terror around the
   house to both mother and child. That O'Connor could portray his
   father as compassionately as he does in stories such as "My Oedi-
   pus Complex" and even "The Drunkard" is testimony to his own
   generosity. O'Connor read voraciously but with little direction as a
   child; consequently one of the profound influences on his early life
   was that of his schoolmaster Daniel Corkery, who aroused and
   deepened his love for the allied causes of Irish culture and political
   independence. O'Connor then fought on the side of the Republi-
   cans in the 1921-22 Civil War, those who favored rejection of the
   treaty which brought peace between Ireland and Britain but at the
   cost of a divided island. The Republicans lost the civil war--the
   treaty's division of Ireland into a twenty-six county "Free State"
   and a six-county territory in Ulster (Northern Ireland) which
   would remain part of the United Kingdom was made permanent--
   and this led to bitterness and disillusionment for O'Connor, as it
   did for countless other Irish. But his anguish was directed not only
   against the British or the Free Staters but also against those with
   whom he had fought, as he discovered in them a romantic naivete
   and a spirit of repression and ignorance as inhumane as their
   enemies (see, for example, his stories "Guests of a Nation" and
   "Freedom"). This largeness of vision is characteristic of O'Connor
   and, as always, was won in the crucible of experience rather than
   through exile or aestheticism or ideology. His stories about this, as
   well as his account in An Only Child, are more moving than those,
   for example, of the disillusioned soldiers of World War I that
   Hemingway describes, whose remoteness from the cause they are
   engaged in undercuts the passion of their experience. They also
   feature an engagement superior to that of Yeats's famous question
   in the poem "The Man and the Echo" where he wonders, "Did that
   play of mine [Cathleen Ni Houlihan] send out / Certain men the
   English shot?" For O'Connor, it was not art which gave rise to life,
   but life which produced art. One American work on the First
   World War that does have both O'Connor's passion and humor is
   e.e. Cummings' The Enormous Room, an account of Cummings'
   imprisonment in France.
        O'Connor's first book of stories was Guests of the Nation, pub-
   lished in 1931. A number of these stories concern military life and
   many of them he did not choose to reprint. This was notable, as
   O'Connor would characteristically rewrite stories innumerable
   times and later republish the new versions in an attempt to get
   them right. Harriet Sheehy has said that one of her services to lit-
   erary history after she married O'Connor in 1953 was retrieving
   multiple drafts of stories from his wastebasket so that his process
   of revision could be studied. In the 1930s he also worked with
   Yeats at the Abbey Theater, serving as Director there from 1937 to
   1939. Among the plays he wrote during this period was a version
   of his well-known short story "In the Train." In 1937 he also pub-
   lished a biography of the leader of the Irish rebellion against the
   British, Michael Collins, who later led the forces of the Free State in
   the civil war. He was continuously at work on his fiction, publish-
   ing six collections between 1931 and 1951, with more to come until
   he died in 1966. Several collections were published posthumously.
   All told he wrote more than two hundred stories, many of them
   first appearing in magazines. James Alexander examines the sto-
   ries that he published in The New Yorker in this volume of essays;
   that most munificent of magazines paid its writers $1.00 a word in
   the 1950s.
        O'Connor's translations of poetry from Irish began in 1932 and
   continued steadily until the 1960s; they probably achieved their
   widest circulation in 1959 with the publication of Kings, Lords, &
   Commons by Knopf in New York and, in 1961, by Macmillan in
   London. The annotated bibliography at the end of this book indi-
   cates the high regard in which these translations have been held.
   And, indeed, it is to that bibliography that one should turn to best
   appreciate the extent and quality of O'Connor's achievement. For
   he deserves as his literary epitaph the tribute Dr. Johnson paid to
   Oliver Goldsmith: "Qui nullum fere scribendi genus non tetigit; nul-
   lum quod tetigit non ornavit"--"he left scarcely any kind of writing
   untouched, and he touched none that he did not adorn."--R.H.
                                  ***
        Our volume opens, appropriately, with an interview of Harriet
   O'Donovan Sheehy, Frank O'Connor's widow, who discusses his
   private personality and public personae, his attraction to short fic-
   tion, his attitudes toward priests, the origins of his stories, and
   how his personal qualities affected their marriage. Mrs. Sheehy
   shares not only her fond memories of the man but also her
   thoughtful appreciation of his art.
        In the first regular essay, written in a lively style that O'Con-
   nor himself would surely have enjoyed, Alan Titley discusses O'-
   Connor's views of the Irish literary tradition, paying particular at-
   tention to his book The Backward Look. John C. Kerrigan also makes
   that book his focus, exploring O'Connor's views of his forebears
   and contemporaries, particularly Yeats and Joyce. Both Titley and
   Kerrigan discuss O'Connor's poetry and translations--topics not
   often explored in studies of this famous master of short fiction.
   Meanwhile, Shawn O'Hare looks at a work almost unknown even
   to O'Connor specialists--his unpublished book on dreams. O'Hare
   suggests that the evidence provided by this text implies that O'-
   Connor's fiction may have been more "modernist" than is com-
   monly supposed.
        Richard Harp turns to that fiction itself, discussing especially
   its great themes of loneliness, freedom, self-knowledge, love, con-
   version, and achieved satisfaction. Michael Neary, on the other
   hand, looks at the stories from a different perspective, examining
   the tensions between the events presented and the narrators' in-
   terpretations of those same events. As often as not (according to
   Neary), O'Connor encourages readers to question rather than
   merely accept his narrators' views. Julianne White's essay also dis-
   cusses the reliability of O'Connor's narrators as well as the major
   theme of human isolation, particularly in the stories entitled "The
   Grand Vizier's Daughters" and "The Duke's Children."
        The latter work, first published in The New Yorker, was one of
   forty-five tales by O'Connor first printed in that famous magazine.
   These stories are the subject of James D. Alexander's essay, which
   argues that O'Connor's New Yorker fiction is far less light and
   comic, far more dark and serious, than has often been assumed. Its
   depictions of Irish culture and Irish lives--particularly the lives of
   children and priests--is much more disturbing (in Alexander's
   view) than many readers might expect. Owene Weber, meanwhile,
   examines O'Connor's presentations of the lives of another impor-
   tant group of characters--women. She discusses his depiction of
   tomboys, "quicksilver girls," married women, and "bold crones,"
   clearly demonstrating his intense interest in lively female charac-
   ters. Priests, another group in whom O'Connor took great interest,
   are the major concern of Megan L. Denio's essay, which focuses
   especially on one priest in particular: Father Jerry Fogarty. A re-
   curring character in many of O'Connor's later stories, Fogarty ex-
   emplifies (Denio argues) both the disappointments and the hopes,
   the loneliness and the love, that O'Connor considered central to
   the human condition. According to Denio, Fogarty combines and
   embodies two of O'Connor's favorite kinds of character--the child
   and the priest. Finally, in another essay covering several stories,
   Katie Magaw and Robert C. Evans turn from discussions of theme
   and character to a discussion of style and technique, arguing that
   the irony and paradox so often found in O'Connor's stories con-
   tribute not only to the richness of their artistry but to the complex-
   ity of their implied view of life.
        The volume's next section, which compares and contrasts in-
   dividual stories, either in their various versions or with other
   writings, begins with Michael Steinman's detailed examination of
   the early and late texts of "The Procession of Life." O'Connor con-
   stantly revised (a point stressed by many contributors), and
   Steinman shows how the two versions of "Procession" reflect two
   distinct stages of O'Connor's life as man and artist. Robert Fuhrel,
   on the other hand, compares and contrasts not two versions of one
   O'Connor story but rather one work by O'Connor ("The Man of
   the House") with a similar work by James Joyce ("Araby"). The
   differences between these works (Fuhrel contends) typify the
   larger differences of style, theme, and purpose between O'Connor
   and his great colleague and rival. Lastly, this section devoted to
   comparing and contrasting individual works turns to O'Connor's
   masterpiece, "Guests of the Nation." One of O'Connor's earliest
   stories and one of his best, "Guests" is also widely considered one
   of the finest short stories ever written. Robert Evans and Michael
   Probst examine the points of contact between the story and An
   Only Child, the highly effective first volume of O'Connor's autobi-
   ography. The essayists consider whether the story influenced the
   life, whether the life influenced the story, or whether the connec-
   tions are far more complicated than such simple alternatives im-
   ply. Lastly, Katie Magaw and Evans compare and contrast "Guests
   of the Nation" (the story) with Guests of the Nation (the dramatic
   adaptation prepared by Neil McKenzie). Studying the two works
   side by side, they argue, helps illustrate the particular qualities of
   each.
        The next section of this volume (a "Critical Kaleidoscope") of-
   fers several distinctive features which we hope will make the book
   especially useful to students, scholars, teachers, and even other
   writers. Thus, John M. Burdett, Michael Probst, Claudia Wilsch,
   and Carolyn T. Young first provide paraphrased samplings of O'-
   Connor's own comments about writers and writings--comments
   culled from several of his books of criticism and from personal in-
   terviews. These are intended to offer a quick sense of his thinking
   on a variety of topics, partly so that readers can better perceive the
   intentions underlying his own fiction. Next, Kathleen B. Durrer,
   Scott Johnson, Katie Magaw, and Claire Skowronski present a
   concise introduction to the various critical approaches (especially
   modern theories) often used to interpret literary texts. These theo-
   ries are then used to provide a kaleidoscopic survey of two of O'-
   Connor's best short stories--the well-known "Guests of the Na-
   tion" as well as another work, "The Bridal Night," that deserves
   much more attention than it has yet received. The same focus on
   theory is then applied to an O'Connor story that is almost com-
   pletely unknown: "Lady Brenda." This work has never before been
   published in book form and was printed only once in a magazine.
   The story is used here partly as a test case for assessing how easily
   O'Connor's fiction can be analyzed from a variety of theoretical
   perspectives. Brief analytical comments on the work are offered by
   Patricia Angley, Kathleen B. Durrer, Timothy Francisco, Ashley
   Gordon, Karen Worley Pirnie, Michael Probst, Claire Skowronski,
   Ondra Thomas-Krouse, Claudia Wilsch, and Jonathan Wright--all
   of whom participated in a special seminar on "Critical Pluralism"
   sponsored in 1997 by the Andrew W. Mellon Foundation. Their
   work suggests the possible advantages of a "pluralistic" critical
   approach to O'Connor's writings.
        From brief comments on an obscure story, we next turn to ex-
   haustive analysis (by Robert Evans) of O'Connor's most famous
   piece of fiction--"Guests of the Nation." Evans tries to pay close
   attention to the style, structure, and detailed craftsmanship of this
   tale, hoping thereby to illuminate as precisely as possible some
   factors that help make this work so powerfully compelling. Fi-
   nally, this "Critical Kaleidoscope" ends with a very lengthy listing
   of most of O'Connor's published fiction, collected and uncollected.
   Each entry provides publication details, a brief plot synopsis, and
   brisk summaries of some pertinent critical commentary. We hope
   that this part of the volume will give readers a handy guide to
   O'Connor's characteristic themes and subjects, the issues his critics
   have debated, and the stories they may most want to explore on
   their own.
        As the book reaches its conclusion, we offer three pieces of
   new primary data. The first is a conversation between Harriet
   Sheehy (O'Connor's widow) and Valentina Tenedini, who has
   recently translated one of O'Connor's novels, Dutch Interior, into
   Italian. This conversation not only provides new glimpses of
   O'Connor's life from the perspective of Mrs. Sheehy but also offers
   an informal discussion of the main features of one of O'Connor's
   two attempts at long fiction. Harriet Sheehy herself then offers a
   fascinating "Postscript" in which she comments on many of the
   issues raised (implicitly or explicitly) by the other essays in this
   book. Next, we present a previously unpublished text by
   O'Connor himself--his 1959 adaptation for radio of "Guests of the
   Nation," perhaps his finest story.
        Finally, the closing portion of the volume offers a detailed
   chronology of O'Connor's life (prepared by John M. Burdett and
   Robert Evans); an extremely lengthy bibliography of works by and
   about O'Connor (prepared by John C. Kerrigan); and several in-
   dices designed to make the information in the book as accessible
   and useful as possible. All in all, we hope that our book will help
   to stimulate even more interest in a writer whose stature is likely
   to grow as a new century provides new perspectives on the era
   now ending.--R.C.E
   

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