“A Good Man Is Hard To Find” by Flannery O’Connor who is a Southern American novelist and short story writer, O’ Connor’s career expanded in the 1950sand early 60s, a time when the South was dominated by Protestant Christians.O’Connor was born and raised a Catholic. She was a fundamentalist and aChristian moralist whose powerful apocalyptic fiction is focused in the South.Flannery O’Connor was born March 25, 1925 in Savannah, Georgia. O’ Connorgrew up on a farm with her parents Regina and Edward O’ Connor. At the age offive, she taught a chicken to walk backwards. O’Connor attended Georgia StateCollege for women, now Georgia College, in Milledgeville, majoring in
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She is established as one of the most gifted and original fiction writers of the 20th century. “Everything That Rise must converge,” and “ Revelation” won first prize in the O. Henry awards for short stories. “The Life You Save May Be Your Own” and A “Circle in the Fire” won second prize in the O. Henry awards. “The Complete Stories of Flannery O’Connor” won the National Book Award in 1971. O’ Connor’s work is inspired by the sense of the mystery of human nature. She tends to use good vs. evil and death to shock and startle her readers into an awareness of the truth of faith, the fall, the redemption, and the judgment. Some critics describe her writing as harsh and negative while people in the religious community wanted a happier communication of the faith. O’Connor described her characters as “poor afflicted in both mind and body, with little or at best a distorted sense of spiritual purpose. O’Connor says she understood the universe created by God as good and evil. In a letter to a friend, she complained about a review that called her short story collection, A Good Man is hard To Find, brutal and sarcastic. “The stories are hard,” she wrote. “But they are hard because there is nothing harder or less sentimental than Christian realism”). O’Connor likes to focus on the rough, often ugly memories of the place she knew best, the South. She saw her world as sacrament, twisted, beaten, but still straining toward her belief in God.