Last spring, I woke up in a hostel in Madrid, Spain, suddenly certain, forty pages of certain. In a rush, my twenty-five-year-old unpublished novel, written before my conversion to Mormonism, became Mormon literature. I think. What qualifies as that, exactly? Can a mystic’s work join in? Can a novel written from a convert’s point of view, one not culturally Mormon, find its way into the genre? Is there a place for a voice like mine? I’ll share bits of my story with you. Let’s decide together.

Marylee Mitcham