Collected Stories of Flannery O'Connor

Reading diary pages 496 to 540.  She's very good.  But I've spent so much being politically correct that it's hard to read.  Prose says that art is a house with many rooms.  She hates the habit of colleges that insist on making students critics of the writers themselves and then able to dismiss their work.  In this recommend list, it is the work itself that is important.  She spends almost no time talking about how bad a man was and how that is obvious in his writing.  Von Kleist is on the list, and she does say that he killed his girl friend and then himself, but it didn't keep him off the list.  When we condemned writers because they were racist or sexist, we felt so superior to their art when we were in university.  We had no right.  Quote of the day: "A visionary light settled in her eyes.  She saw the streak as a vast swinging bridge extending upward from the earth through a field of living fire.  Upon it a vast horde of souls were rumbling toward heaven.  There were whole companies of white-trash, clean for the first time in their lives, and bands of black niggers in white robes, and battalions of freaks and lunatics shouting and clapping and leaping like frogs."