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09/16/2009

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sabaf

Take this however you want to, though I only mean it sincerely as someone who likes your writing. I've wanted to "write a comment" like this for a while, but something reading the recent posts of your (completely amazing) old Paris journals has made me more sure of is that I wish you would stop doing posts or making remarks in your version of the HRO voice, srsly (not that this post is an example of that, I'm just speaking generally). I think Carles is great, too, but I feel like it's just not "authentic" for you to write like that, rlly, since the "sincere person" expressed in the best of your writing is not like the person who uses that voice (not that "Carles" isn't "sincere" in his own way, but it's different than your way, I think). You're so prolific with the GWBP and everything and maybe the only way for you to be able to be so prolific is occasionally to lapse from your own style into a version of that voice, because it's easy or fun or fast for you to write that way and to make a post, but I just feel like it kind of spoils things, at least for me as a reader and possibly for "posterity" and/or "literary blog history." I feel like to do that kind of ventriloquism, while you certainly do it well, is for poseurs and copycats (I think DFW said "something" about this, RIP, y'all), whereas you already have developed a really great individual style as seen in this post and many others (this reference I am making is to the _________ of your writing) and I feel like, you know, just keep writing that way and not the other way! But maybe that is too hard to do such a thing every day, which is something I can accept and personally understand. Just trying to express myself, y'all.

Matthew Gallaway

I understand what you're saying Sabaf, although I think if you go back and
look at the blog-writing over the past few months, I would argue that I've
actually moved away from aping the more simplistic Carles-isms, which was
'fun' and expedient for a while (via the challenges of posting every day, as
you point out), but has now morphed into something different and maybe more
'authentic' (if not always earnest, which gets tedious after a while, I
think, although I know it's my strongest suit.) I refer you specifically to
the Time Fades Away features in Washington Heights and my ruminations on
Southampton (i.e., when I can, I like to put more effort into creating
something 'epic' and lyrical but it's impossible to do this all the time.)
See also my 'In the Weeds' columns on the Awl, which are more carefully
crafted. There were obv certain 'ironic' elements of my writing, such as

sabaf

No, and I had kind of noticed this shift and so maybe I should've made the comment back then or not at all. Your writing is good and I really like it -- if I didn't emphasize that enough, sorry.

Matthew Gallaway

No need to apologize, sabaf (and thanks again for reading).

On Fri, Sep 18, 2009 at 12:29 PM, wrote:

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