I’m tired of Anne Rice. I’m not impressed with her as a writer, and I find her efforts to publicize her religious mutations a sign of gross conceit. The attention others have given her “de-conversion” exaggerates her importance as a public figure and creates the impression that her reasons for leaving the church are profound. Really, folks. Do you care that much about this women?
Still, I confess the inability to resist saying something about the matter. Buried within an otherwise banal and thoroughly predicable recantation, there is (it seems to me) a theological gem.