toss a handful of confetti in the air for flannery o'connor, because today is her birthday. which makes today a damn fine day. i love her so much, i cannot think of a single thing to write that does the subject justice. teaching "everything that rises must converge" and "good country people" is the highlight of every american lit class (with fitzgerald coming in a close second, caron). ah. i'm so in love i'm speechless. you lovers of o'connor, please help. write something about reading her.