At the begin:
I'm always irritated by people who imply that writing fiction is an escape from reality. It's a plunge into reality. FLANNERY O'CONNOR.
At the end:
Flannery O'Connor would write in that room for the next fourteen years, before being devoured by what she called the french woolf, Lupus.
Tense
Yes,
she determine her, and I don't like to look movie after read this. But I
look verb in the past form. She won't be angry, because she lost it in
the past ... No bad for do that you like, without people who say wrong
about your job. If she may saw I irritate ... all may be otherwise.
What I like here, that context and anithing else isn't determine it, only time can determine future. I didn't watch movide, but I think what it's right for all. Also, I read the end of the story.
Possible that it's true. All movie for people who like to know how it was ...
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