This is a paper I recently wrote for my American Literature class. It's a brief interpretive response of Flannery O'Connor's short story "The Enduring Chill." I was really excited to get to bring Joyce in--"The Dead" is one of the most beautiful short stories ever, and synthesizing what I'm learning with British lit feels like irrigating a desert. I'm not good with American Lit. Nevertheless, I really like O'Connor, and getting a picture of this interesting intellectual conversation was certainly valuable.
