Often, folks
who visit us here at the farm haven’t read very much of Flannery’s
fiction. That’s perfectly fine, of
course; we’ll make them new fans before they leave, ideally. After looking
through the house, I’ll send them off to the porch with one of our reading
copies of the collected stories. Some
just pick the first story in the volume; others ask me to narrow things down a
bit. What follows here are the ones I tell folks to read on their visit,
because farm life figures so prominently in them. I’ll limit myself to four, though I’m sure my
readers will wish to add more.
1. Good
Country People
Readers can
easily chalk the presence of this story on my list to setting alone. One can
see very easily Mrs. Hopewell and Mrs. Freeman undertaking their daily duties
in the farmhouse. But the conclusion of
the story widens its scope not just to the hayloft, but to the rest of the farm
as seen from the hayloft. The rendezvous
of Manley Pointer and Joy-Hulga isn’t merely that once the narrator tells us
that she “seldom paid any close attention to her surroundings.” Hulga is in
what Flannery calls in one of her letters “the darkness of the familiar,” and
only his charlatan ways can bring some light to her larger problems. Manley may
only be a few dozen yards away as he climbs down from the hayloft and departs
through the woods, but he could just as easily be a world away from Joy-Hulga’s
perspective. Like our hypothetical
visitor, Hulga may be truly seeing the barn, and the rest of the farm, for the
first time.
2. Revelation
Though this
story begins in town, Ruby Turpin doesn’t realize what’s happened to her in
that doctor’s office until she gets back home and the business of the farm is
compelled to continue. Her duties become a rage-inducing existential crisis,
and a barn is the site of her struggle. Her answers lie in a vision in which the
setting sun illuminates the march into the kingdom of Heaven. For me, that
sunset is the most memorable in the stories, and the one that comes to mind
when I am on duty for special events and extended hours.
3. The
Displaced Person
In that this
story concerns itself with the financial side of running a farm, the
perspective offered my Mrs. McIntyre is a fairly unique one among the stories.
The pastures and barns at the farm all have their McIntyres and Shortleys and
Guizacs populating them in my mind’s eye. Indeed, even the tools scattered about the farm
bring me back to “The Displaced Person”; I have a difficult time not visualizing
the end of this story when I go to the equipment shed and see the tractor. So too, having seen the quite good film
adaptation shot at the farm, I am hard-pressed to find any physical location in
the written story and not be transported to that place at the farm.
4. Parker’s
Back
This story
always ranks highly when people ask me about Flannery’s humor; the slapstick comedy
of the title character’s being beaten across the new tattoo with a broom is for
me one of her funniest scenes. Parker
may be the most complex of Flannery’s farmhands; landowners and their children
are her usual protagonists, after all. He may even be too complex for his own
good. Coming to terms with himself and
his life, Parker starts his healing process resting against a tree as the
morning sun first comes over the treeline. Oddly enough, Parker’s situation at
the end of the story is like that of our most frequent visitors. Parker’s
turnaround begins with quiet reflection out of doors, and I can’t help but
believe that he’s going to be better off for having stopped a moment by a tree
and having done a little thinking before the day’s business began in earnest.
While these
represent my choices for first impressions-reading at the farm, I enjoy most of
all when a visitor tells me of a story that they’ve recently read that spurs me
onto revisiting works I’d not interacted with for a while. Our guests keep
Andalusia new and exciting for me and the other staff members, and your next
visit will no doubt bring some letter or story out of the darkness of the
familiar. See you soon!
Daniel Wilkinson is a Visitor Services Assistant, Blogmaster General, and Bon Vivant at Andalusia Farm. When not discussing literary and historical matters at the farm, he can be found doing largely the same at Georgia's Old Capital Museum and the Brown-Stetson-Sanford House.
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