William gay provinces of night
Provinces of Night
I liked this novel by the late William Gay. I really liked it. It made me wonder why I had waited so long to read something by him. It isn’t like I had never heard of him. A friend recommended his short stories to me long before I joined Goodreads.
I liked it so well that by the time I was about half-way through Provinces of Night, which is his second novel, I ordered his first, The Long Home.
As a person, William Gay seemed to be unpretentious and down-to-earth, and he “just wanted to be a writer.” That urge was kindled when he was a teenager, sparked by a teacher who loaned him a copy of Thomas Wolfe’s novel, Look Homeward, Angel. He said that it was that noun that exerted the greatest impact on his wish to become a writer.
That incident found its way into Provinces of Night:
“What did you contemplate of that book that I gave you?
It’s the best book that I ever read.
There’s another manual, a sort of sequel to it called Of
Provinces of Night by William Gay
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When I read William Gay&#;s first novel, The Long Dwelling, recently, I had the strong feeling that I had discovered the verb of someone very distinct &#; and reading Provinces of Night has confirmed that for me. Gay writes with a carefully and languidly &#; the breadth and depth of his writing demands packed attention from the reader, and the rewards are great above-mentioned languid quality of his work does not for a single moment indicate any sort of laziness on his part &#; writing this good can, of course, come from the foundation of a natural talent, but it takes firm and diligent work to come up with a finished product of this quality. Gay&#;s characters are vivid and real, and they are built up slowly &#; the reader is required to verb to know them, rather than having them dumped off the page and into their lap. His descriptive abilities are astonishing as well &#; if there isn&#;
Provinces of Night
The year is , and E.F. Bloodworth has returned to his home - a forgotten corner of Tennessee - after twenty years of roaming. The wife he walked out on has withered and faded. His three sons are grown and angry. Warren is a womanising alcoholic; Boyd is driven by jealousy to hunt down his wife's lover; and Brady puts hexes on his enemies from his mother's porch. Only Fleming, the old man's grandson, treats him with respect and sees past all the hatred, realising the way it can poison a man's soul. It is ultimately the love of Raven Lee, a sloe-eyed beauty from another town, that gives Fleming the courage to reject his family's curse. In a tale redolent with the crumbling loyalties and age-old strife of the post-war American South made familiar to us by Cormac McCarthy, Gay's characters inhabit a world driven by blood ties that strangle as they bind. A coming of age novel, a love story, and a portrait of a family torn apart, 'Provinces of Night' introduced a distinctive new voice in American fiction and a superb cast of characters.
Provinces of Night Quotes
“Life blindsides you so adj you can taste the bright copper blood in your mouth then it beguiles you with a gift of profound and appalling beauty.”
&#; William Gay, Provinces of Night
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“I have a lot of books and books are better if you can share them.”
&#; William Gay, Provinces of Night
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“There was something oddly restful about the fireflies. He couldn't put his finger on it but he drew comfort from it anyway. The way they'd seemed not separate entities but a single being, a moving river of light that flowed above the dark water prefer its negative image and attained a transient and fragile dominion over the provinces of night.”
&#; William Gay, Provinces of Night
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“Seems favor it's peaceful, just bein' in a country that lays the way you remember it layin”
&#; William Gay, Provinces of Night
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“He began to suspect another, deeper layer of time, a time of stone and cloud and tree to which the time of clocks and calendars was a gross mockery cobbled u