Staccato

I like James Elroy—even though he’s a slight racist. Why? Well, shortly after putting down LA Confidential, I read about his roller coster life in an issue of Esquire.

He’s definitely from the school of hard-knocks, but he got through it by committing to his writing. Sure, he’s bonkers and has a weird, sexual infatuation with his dead mother, but above all that he’s adept at stringing a story together with short, staccato sentences.

Pic by Digital Slander

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2 Comments

  1. Posted January 14, 2011 at 8:30 am | Permalink

    You should read My Dark Places, pretty amazing

    Review here if you can’t be assed :)

    http://www.ritalinfoibles.com/?p=1000

    Hope you’re well

    t

  2. Dhiren
    Posted January 14, 2011 at 9:11 am | Permalink

    Cheers mate. Will definitely check it out.

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