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| William Faulkner and his typewriter in Hollywood |
It's been observed in many places that William Faulkner wrote As I Lay Dying in six weeks without altering a word. That may or may not be true but it's essentially beyond the point. It's a brilliant work of what my tutor calls American Regional Modernism; a frontier tall tale of humour and horror; the point of meeting between myths of agrarian folk culture and cosmopolitan modernism; Homer meets Mark Twain meets Virginia Woolf. It's hard not to be impressed; difficult not to feel daunted by such authorial power.
