(1947 - )
When my father passed away nearly 2 years ago, all I could do was voraciously read the works of this American writer. There was something comforting in the voices of his lead characters and paradoxically distant. The worlds in his novels were epic and contained, often imbued with a sense of absurdity and tragedy. The words led me to places removed from my own thoughts into a closed system where existence ended and began and it was possible to see the summary of contradictions. The situation of certain lives he describes continues to resonate in reverie at the oddest times.
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