By Florence King
Confessions of a Failed Southern girl is Florence King's vintage memoir of her upbringing in an eccentric Southern kin, informed with the entire uproarious wit and gusto that has made her probably the most well-liked writers within the state. Florence could have been a sadness to her Granny, whose dream of rearing an ideal Southern woman might by no means be fairly fulfilled. yet finally, as Florence reminds us, "no topic which intercourse I went to mattress with, I by no means smoked at the street."
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