No, Harper Lee was not "a virtual recluse".
She just didn't do Twitter and what have you. Everyone in Monroeville, Alabama knew her.
Now, I really ought to read To Kill a Mockingbird. In my day, American novellas were for the middle sets.
Political prisoner, activist, journalist, hymn-writer, emerging think tanker, aspiring novelist, "tribal elder", parliamentary candidate for North West Durham, Shadow Leader of the Opposition, "Speedboat", "The Cockroach", banned from Twitter so officially more dangerous than the Taliban, eagerly awaiting the second (or possibly third) attempt to murder me.
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