Thursday, March 22, 2007
I started Letters of Flannery O'Connor: The Habit of Being yesterday as I waited for the locksmith to arrive, then re-key all of the locks at Laddie's. (We have lots of extra keys, now--hedging against future loss.) I just finished Mockingbird: A Portrait of Harper Lee and last fall read a biography of Eudora Welty. Didn't realize that I was beginning a reading itinerary of female Southern authors until I just typed those lines! Annnywaayy...O'Connor's letters are marvelous!
O'Connor, who suffered from Lupus, writes of a hospitalization during which a nurse talked all of the time: "...She told me all about the low life in Wilkinson County. I seldom know in any given circumstances whether the Lord is giving me a reward or a punishment. She didn't know she was funny and it was agony to laugh and I reckon she increased my pain about 100%."
In her eary 20's, O'Connor was trying to get released from a publishing company that really didn't like her work; in a letter to Paul Engle discussing the situation, she says: "Selby came to the conclusion that I was 'prematurely arrogant.' I supplied him with the phrase."
:) I'm in no hurry to finish this book, but I'm not sure that the book won't hurry me along.