Bukowski was my last binge, literarily speaking. I feel a Flannery binge in the offing. How's that for catholic tastes? I found a copy of her first novel, Wise Blood, in a used bookstore back in December while on the hunt for Bukowski materials. But I just recently started in on it. Repellent and boring at first, dismal and gothic, but she is clearly a talent of a very high order — unlike Buk — so I will press on.
My best piece of scribbling during my Bukowski binge was Charles Bukowski Meets Simone Weil. I note that Flannery was intrigued by Simone, which is not surprising, and discusses the latter in her letters. That will have to be looked into. All in good time. Study everything, join nothing. Nihil humanum, et cetera.
Here is a worthwhile essay on O'Connor.
And Flannery O'Connor Banned is yet another proof –as if we need one — of the Pee Cee dementia of the liberal element.