October 15, 2009

I Wish I Could Write Like This

Brilliant short story from Julian Barnes in The New Yorker.

The man does an absolute minuet from King Lear (how could I have forgotten "Out, vile jelly!" as Gloucester's eyeball rolls across the stage?) to young boys' interpreting a stern parental warning (if for no other reason, read this piece for "pause on the curb"), to falling in love.

Maybe. Almost. Painfully.

This is gorgeous.


Anonymous jmd said...

Lorraine - you can, and do, write like this.

October 15, 2009 3:22 PM  
Anonymous buzzwhack said...

It started out like an Oliver Onions story (The Compleat Bachelor) then digressed a bit into his nuerosis, and took a little long to get to his main point. That said, it was interesting.My advice is read much, explore, perhaps ape your favorites, but the real you will emerge when you're writing. It always happens.I wonder what Julian's other topics are like?

October 15, 2009 3:41 PM  
Blogger Lorraine said...

He's terrific. I loved Nothing To Be Frightened Of.

jmd....thank you. I don't, but thank you;) I'll keep scribbling....

October 15, 2009 4:17 PM  
Anonymous buzzwhack said...

I just finished looking at julianbarnes's web portal. Thanks Lorraine for the tip.Definitely worth visiting. That's the thing about showing just one article by an author, it doesn't give you the whole picture. That's also the gripe artists have about singles when they were recording albums. Back when artists didn't lip synch....

October 18, 2009 4:22 PM  

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