Flannery for Christmas

 

A bit of the wit and wisdom of Flannery O’Connor, this Christmas Eve, who died way too young, at the age of 39.

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“All human nature vigorously resists grace because grace changes us and the change is painful.”

The Habit of Being: Letters of Flannery O’Connor

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“She had observed that the more education they got, the less they could do. Their father had gone to a one-room schoolhouse through the eighth grade and he could do anything.”

Flannery O’Connor – “Everything that Rises Must Converge”

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“It began to drizzle rain and he turned on the windshield wipers; they made a great clatter like two idiots clapping in church.”

Flannery O’Connor – “Wise Blood”

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“I must tell you how I work. I don’t have my novel outlined and I have to write to discover what I am doing. Like the old lady, I don’t know so well what I think until I see what I say; then I have to say it over again.”

The Habit of Being: Letters of Flannery O’Connor

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“Writing a novel is a terrible experience, during which the hair often falls out and the teeth decay. I’m always irritated by people who imply that writing fiction is an escape from reality. It is a plunge into reality and it’s very shocking to the system.”

Flannery O’Connor – “Mystery and Manners”

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“Tuesday I attended another one of these things (a literary gathering). There are always one or two that I would like to see again, although I never can remember the names, or am not given them. I reported on the characteristics of the short story and afterwards they asked questions, such as; “What do you think of the frame-within-a-frame short story?” They know all the “frames.” Most of them live in a world God never made. There is one of them who attends all these things who reminds you of Stone Mountain on the move. She’s a large grey mass, near-sighted, pious, and talks about “messages” all the time. I haven’t got her name yet but she is going to pursue me in dreams I feel.” 

The Habit of Being: Letters of Flannery O’Connor

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May your holidays, your holy days, your celebrations, your gatherings of family and loved ones, be filled with joy, good conversations, kindness, love and a bunch of understanding and acceptance of the differences between us all, but more of all that we share in common, that of being human beings…and maybe most importantly, that your dreams are NOT pursued by masses of the Stone Mountain variety!

Holiday Cheers…to you and yours!

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Tonight’s musical offering:

A bit of good Christmas smaltz…1960’s style –

The Christmas Waltz – Robert Goulet & Carol Lawrence

Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash

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