Elisa Rolle has written a brief note on this marvellous gay author, who died on 10th February 1995.
Note how his gravestone has "know thyself" as its motto.
You are not forgotten.
Showing posts with label Paul Monette. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Paul Monette. Show all posts
Friday, February 11, 2011
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Halfway Home
Yeah, I'm talking about Paul Monette's sumptuous masterpiece, written just before he died from AIDS.
I've just finished reading Rough Music, by Patrick Gale, another masterly composition, filled with the soft melancholy of life, and I thought to myself, fuck, why do I bother keeping on writing when I know for a fact that others do it so consummately, so polished, so effing well, and I produce this prose as constipated as a municipal flowerbed outside the municipal shithouse, all salvias and lavenders and overdone roses, with all the originality and talent of a Country Women's Association cake sale? Why?
I've just finished reading Rough Music, by Patrick Gale, another masterly composition, filled with the soft melancholy of life, and I thought to myself, fuck, why do I bother keeping on writing when I know for a fact that others do it so consummately, so polished, so effing well, and I produce this prose as constipated as a municipal flowerbed outside the municipal shithouse, all salvias and lavenders and overdone roses, with all the originality and talent of a Country Women's Association cake sale? Why?
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