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Flannery O'Connor answered the mystery for me of why I write?
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I write because I don't know what I think until I read what I say.
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human frailty, mendacity, and George Santos – plus pink boxing gloves
“We all want life to be simple and our relationships to be enchanted, and then along comes human frailty. Before we know it, all will be lost,” said postmistress Dorcas Lane to Minnie her maid in one of my favorite … Continue reading
Posted in family life, Lesbian Literary, Life, Personal, politics, racism, Random, Reflections, Slice of Life, The Way Life Is, The Way Life Should Be
Tagged attorney general merrick garland, dorcas lane in lark rise to candleford, holiday wishes from Pretty and me, New Year, pink boxing gloves for christmas, slava ukraini, the lies of george santos, truth telling
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