Why are you reading this book?
I picked it up at a friend’s house, and decided it was time to read some Flannery O’Connor
What is the first line?
Hazel Motes sat at a forward angle on the green plush train seat, looking one minute at the window as if he might want to jump out of it, and the next down the aisle at the other end of the car.
Describe the book in haiku form:
blind men, fake prophets,
faith, and the rejection of,
What will you do with it now?
keep for reference
x return to friend x
keep to read again & again & again
post to paperbackswap.com
throw it away
Anything else you’d like to say?
Flannery O’Connor is CREEPY! Is this an…acquired taste?