I was taken aback when I saw this article in Newsweek. Anne Rice, famed fiction writer and goth trend-maker has apparently found religion.
They’ve (Her family) been worried about her. After 25 novels in 25 years, Rice, 64, hasn’t published a book since 2003′s “Blood Chronicle,” the tenth volume of her best-selling vampire series. They may have heard she came close to death last year, when she had surgery for an intestinal blockage, and also back in 1998, when she went into a sudden diabetic coma; that same year she returned to the Roman Catholic Church, which she’d left at 18. They surely knew that Stan Rice, her husband of 41 years, died of a brain tumor in 2002. And though she’d moved out of their longtime home in New Orleans more than a year before Hurricane Katrina, she still has property there?and the deep emotional connection that led her to make the city the setting for such novels as “Interview With the Vampire.” What’s up with her? “For the last six months,” she says, “people have been sending e-mails saying, ‘What are you doing next?’ And I’ve told them, ‘You may not want what I’m doing next’.” We’ll know soon. In two weeks, Anne Rice, the chronicler of vampires, witches and?under the pseudonym A. N. Roquelaure?of soft-core S&M encounters, will publish “Christ the Lord: Out of Egypt,” a novel about the 7-year-old Jesus, narrated by Christ himself. “I promised,” she says, “that from now on I would write only for the Lord.” It’s the most startling public turnaround since Bob Dylan’s “Slow Train Coming” announced that he’d been born again.
Meeting the still youthful-looking Rice, you’d never suspect she’d been ill?except that on a warm October afternoon she’s chilly enough to have a fire blazing. And if you were expecting Morticia Addams with a strange new light in her eyes, forget it. “We make good coffee,” she says, beckoning you to where a silver pot sits on the white tablecloth. “We’re from New Orleans.” Rice knows “Out of Egypt” and its projected sequels?three, she thinks?could alienate her following; as she writes in the afterword, “I was ready to do violence to my career.” But she sees a continuity with her old books, whose compulsive, conscience-stricken evildoers reflect her long spiritual unease. “I mean, I was in despair.” In that afterword she calls Christ “the ultimate supernatural hero … the ultimate immortal of them all.”
It wouldn’t be the first time a person who was burdened with tragedy to turn to religion for comfort. I expect to see a religious revival in the coming days with all of the recent disasters and wars. However, I do find it ironic that the woman who wrote “Queen of the Damned” will now write about the life of Christ. I wonder how this will affect the gothic sycophants who not only were reading her books but were attempting to live the dark lifestyle of its characters.
Thanks to the Drudge Report for pointing out this article.