September 2009
Being an English major is like, kind of a cop out, though.
– some girl in a Roxy sweatshirt outside the Union. FEEL MY CREATIVE WRITING WRATH, YA BITCH.
I’m writing a paper on three of the most depressing short stories that exist, ever. Their redeeming quality is that they are all brilliant. Read ‘em if you wanna, two are pretty well known and one is not, but it’s just as jarring and the prose is beautiful.
A Good Man is Hard to Find
Everything that Rises Must Converge
The Five Wounds
(first two by Flannery O’Connor...
Everything that rises must converge