"Well, I've never liked Flannery O'Conner. I thought she was a creepy woman who wallowed in mental illness and buzzed over sores like a fly."
To each his own. Clearly, she was a brilliant woman whose fiction was centered on the action of Grace based uppon real characters she kne or knew about. She did read St. Thomas Aquinas' Summa every night (like you do, no doubt)and she was the sanest of all Georgians at the time.
Flannery handled her own debilitating illness with a grace your post indicates you can't even begin to understand. Too bad...
I see no evidence of anything I'd call "grace" in a woman who churns out short stories wherein every character is so warped, damaged, and bent that when I read the story I think death would be a mercy for them all. I had to read some of her stuff in my undergrad years and just came away incredibly grateful that I wasn't raised Catholic. It obviously does long-lasting damage to twist a mind that hard for that long. Even as adults they have a Pavlovian response to anything that caresses the poison oak like itch coating their psyches from years of brainwashing.
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