Monthly Archives: July 2016

William Faulkner.


So sometimes I get intrigued by an author. William Faulkner is one of them. He’s also an author that I feel like I’m lacking on. I’m only now reading one of his books. So I did some research. This post is not his whole life, this is a VERY quick overview.

Faulkner wasn’t a tall man, I’m taller than him. But at almost 5 foot 10 (not quite. With my boots I’m just about 6 foot), I’m taller than a lot of people. He was just 5 foot 6. He also looks like someone’s grandfather if you look at pictures at him. I will point out that Faulkner was not allowed to join the U.S. Air Force but wasn’t allowed too because of his height. But he got around this. He lied on where and when he was born and added a ‘u’ (cause it was Falkner) to his name to make him look more British and joined the Royal Air Force. (RAF) Just so he could join the military. That’s interesting to me. I’ve had no desire to go into the military. My paternal grandmother wouldn’t have been happy with any of us grandkids if we had joined the military. (Interesting story behind that but that’s for a different time. It includes my great grandfather and what grandma believes killed him.) Faulkner never saw combat even though he was around and available during WWI. He was honorably discharged in 1918. It’s interesting that my research kind of portrayed him as always lying. Which you can’t blame the man, he was very creative/imaginative at an early age. It was like he couldn’t help it.

Career wise, he was very good at writing at an early age, but had some failures. From how I understand it, he struggled in the beginning. After his infant daughter died, he did do some writing. He was a screenwriter for a while and he would go back to it if book sales slumped. He liked writing poetry it seems and wrote a lot of it. It was what he started. Like there’s a crap load of it and there’s short stories and novels and the such. Faulkner was awarded the Howells Medal for distinguished work in American fiction in 1950. He was a co-receiver of the Nobel Prize for Literature. He attended at least one international writer’s conference.

Now he wasn’t an alcoholic but would go on drinking binges. Which means he had an alcohol problem. I feel like a lot, a decent amount, of iconic writers have a problem with some kind of substance. Obviously not all of them but there do seem to be a number of them. But anyway, Faulkner was in and out of a facility when he would have these binges. If I were his wife, I’d not stay around during these binges and maybe walk away altogether if they happened a lot.

Random facts: Can I point out his name was Cuthbert? If any research should be done, it should be on that name. And a cool thing about his great grandfather is that his father was killed in a duel with an ex-business partner. I don’t know why, but duels fascinate me. He named a daughter Alabama. Yes, after a state. I feel like that was the random name of the time. He did have one surviving daughter named Jill. He also went to college without a high school diploma or something equivalent.

I could write about him forever because there’s a lot of information and things you could go down the rabbit hole on. Go look him up.


The Widow’s Walk Review


Spoilers: Major spoilers ahead.

A while back I read If Wishes were Horses by Robert Barclay. I didn’t like it. To me it was unrealistic and sometimes pretentious. I accidently bought another book by him. It was sincerely an accident. I read the back of The Widow’s Walk by him and I was intrigued and bought it without thinking of looking what else Barclay did. Now I should have known better because historically I can’t do romances without having a strong other element. Like history or something of that sort. And let’s face it it’s usually history. I just don’t do well with a straight up romance. It’s just not real to me on how they play things out.

But there’s a good thing here. I liked this book way better than ‘Horses’. I liked that Constance and Adam died at the same instance. I liked Garrett’s intelligence. (even though I think that Garrett Richmond is a pretentious name)I liked Constance and Garrett’s comfort with and love for each other. But be warned, that fact will come back later. I liked that this was fast paced and that it’s a short book. She does have this speech about half way through the book about how men used to respect women and how things have changed. I totally agree with her. Mutual respect is completely different than it was back then and it would be nice to get some of that respect back. Now I don’t want a man to do everything for me but some respect would be nice.

Now there are things I didn’t like. Like the other Barclay book I read, I feel like there were holes. Constance and Garrett were very comfortable together. For someone whose place was part of the Underground Railroad, you would expect her to have some more formality. I understand Constance had a understanding of modern culture but wouldn’t there be some things that you would insist on like titles? They’re very comfortable with each other and Garrett is completely okay with living with a ghost. I get that this is a short book and you need to be quick with how you present things but this was a little quick for me. Barclay isn’t that good of a writer yet to do this. Another thing that bothers me is their language with each other. Especially the conversations between Brooke’s assistant/whatever he was and Garrett. What decade are they in? Get it right.

And what’s with this guy’s family? His sister was briefly mentioned and his parents had a slightly bigger role. Garrett seems like the kind of guy that’s relatively close to his family. I would think that they would step in at some point or be more involved. Nope.

I’m glad that they ended up together in the end but honestly, the reincarnation? I don’t know how I feel about it.

I honestly wish I liked this book more. But not so much.