Welcome to Chaos

Inspired by Jenni:

Short stories (actually just one):

“He opened the door himslef and started down the walk to get her going. The sky was a dying violet and the houses stood out darkly against it, bulbous liver-colored monstrosities of a uniform ugliness though no two were alike. Since this had been a fashionable neighborhood forty years ago, his mother persisted in thinking they did well to have an apartment in it. Each house had a narrow collar of dirt around it in which sat, usually, a grubby child. Julian walked with his hands in his pockets, his head down and thrust forward and his eyes glazed with the determination to make himself completely numb during the time he would be sacrificed to her pleasure.”

Flannery O’Connor, “Everything That Rises Must Converge”

Oh my god. If I could write like this, I would never do anything else.