Talk about commitment to writing; and I mean this in a different sense than discipline, though I expect that O’Connor had discipline by the bucketful.
Here’s a woman who developed lupus at 25, died at 39, and still managed to produce this hauntingly beautiful body of work–all of it a product of commitment. Through pain and what must have seemed like a gross sense of injustice, O’Connor continued to work. Fueled by the sense that the writing was saving her life–and maybe it did. Maybe the writing is what can save us all.
Check out the new biography on O’Connor. It might just inspire you to write more, too, through hardships and self-doubt. It might just save your life.