She has a flair for words. She’s witty. She’s insightful. Based on her early works, I think Avery just might be the next one to write THE GREAT AMERICAN NOVEL. You don’t believe me?
I have proof that she’s a genius. I have proof that she knows what she’s talking about…just take a look at her first solo effort (notice the paper hanging behind it – that was the rough draft):
There you have it, folks. See what I mean? Although maybe I need to have a talk with her about a cat laying eggs? Or maybe it’s a methaphor for something bigger, something better. Something to discuss in a study group. I already thinking – who laid the egg, exactly? And where? What is the symbolism in that statement? What was the author trying to tell us about society in that statement? (Man I hated 12th grade Lit)