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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 possessiveness 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.

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Provinces of Night by William Gay

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When I read William Gay&#;s first novel, The Long Residence, recently, I had the strong feeling that I had discovered the serve of someone very exceptional &#; and reading Provinces of Night has confirmed that for me. Same-sex attracted 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 difficult 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 obtain 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&#;t a pos that suits the image he&#;s trying to get across, he&#;s not above combining existi

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June 26,

“I never wanted a lot of cash out of it, or to be a literary lion. I just wanted to be a writer.” -- William Gay


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 limited stories to me prolonged before I joined Goodreads.

I liked it so good that by the moment 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 Queer 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 replicate of Thomas Wolfe’s novel, Look Homeward, Angel. He said that it was that book that exerted the greatest impact on his desire to develop a writer.

That incident found its way into Provinces of Night:

“What did you think of that book that I gave you?
It’s the best publication that I ever read.
There’s another book, a sort of sequel to it called Of Time and the River. It continues the story of Eugene Gant. There’s a

Provinces of Night Quotes

“Life blindsides you so challenging 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 Male lover, 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 organism, a moving river of light that flowed above the dark water enjoy 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 enjoy 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 up by savages. He felt the ways of men fall from him like sundered shackles.”
&#; William Gay

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