Tom Sawyer
In the pantheon of Southern literature, the names of Twain and Faulkner stand matched for first place. Thanks to an enjoyable high school experience with As I Lay Dying and an excellent honors seminar on Faulkner as an undergrad, I have a pretty decent familiarity with that Southern luminary. Having less first-hand experience with Twain, I’ve tended to consider his works less “serious.” Faulkner, I thought, was the Michelangelo of The Last Judgment, while Twain was more akin to Norman Rockwell.
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