It was December — a bright frozen day in the early morning.
This morning, I’m looking at the beginning sentence of “A Worn Path” because of its lack of specificity (in O’Connor-speak, its mysteries and manners). Note how the only specific elements mentioned are that it’s December, and it’s morning. Elements that aren’t given:
- The specific time or day,
- The specific December,
- The specific setting,
- How early is “early”,
- How bright is “bright”,
- How frozen it was.
And yet, from these lack of elements, we are able to draw our own picture. Also note the curious backtracking of order: Continue reading
