
…lath. The quotation from O’Connor reads: “I can, with one eye squinted, take it all as a blessing.” I’d likened writing to stained glass, an anachronism, but stained glass is more than an artifact in itself — it’s a medium, to make the invisible manifest. The sunlight through the cathedral windows cast a warm pastel glow across the flagstones, lending t…
… uncomfortably aware of the distance between her searing idealism and my own guttering disillusion. Anyone who makes the mistake of turning their passion into a vocation gets to watch it turn, like gold transmuting into lead, into a job. You start out motivated by pure, childish things: the pleasure of finding something you do well, of…