Dad On John McGahern: “There’s no fat in his books.”

Me: “He didn’t write many books, did he?”
Dad: “No. He spent all his time paring them down, cutting out everything that didn’t fit. There’s no fat in his books.”

Finished The Pornographer today in a rowdy Irish pub, got my beer and a book … found myself in tears at the end. He’s sneaky, that McGahern. He doesn’t overdo it. He doesn’t overstate it. But when he makes his point, you are stripped bare of any defenses, and left naked, shivering, resentful, and yet grateful.

So no. He didn’t write that many novels. He was too busy cutting the fat out of them. How many many writers I can think of who could learn from his example.

Thank you, Dad.

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7 Responses to Dad On John McGahern: “There’s no fat in his books.”

  1. Emily says:

    Okay, you know what? I seriously have to stop reading your book excerpts. You always suck me in and get me fascinated in something new when I already have a pile to finish at home. Damn you, O’Malley!!! It’s never ending with you shallow elitists, is it?

    Sex? Tears? Recommendations from Booksmith Dad O’Malley? Shiver? Resent? I am so there.

  2. Memmorium says:

    Good idea!
    P.S. A U realy girl?

  3. red says:

    Oh my God, that is the funniest spam ever. First of all: what idea are you referring to? I’m glad you think it’s ‘good” but I am unclear on your reference point.

    And yes. I am ‘realy girl’. I know it’s hard to believe. I STILL find it hard to believe I am ‘realy girl’.

  4. red says:

    Emily – hahahaha

    It’s such a good book – chock FULL of shallow elitism. Sex scenes and then ruminations on Irish men and culture, etc. etc. Also his writing!! I need to learn how to be as spare as mcGahern is!!

    Speaking of books – how’s House of leaves going?? Have you woken up from horrible nightmares yet about falling thru empty space?

  5. Emily says:

    Dude – I kid you not, I am NOT MAKING THIS UP – the other night, I was toddling around the house, went to the fridge to grab a beer, and noticed that I had a @#$%ing measuring tape in my hand. A #$^&ING MEASURING TAPE. Don’t even remember picking it up or why.

  6. red says:

    AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

    jesus, just thinking about that gives me the creeps.

    shiver

  7. Emily says:

    Yeah, and the thing about that book is the creepy way it gets under your skin. Not in a blatant “afraid of the dark” kind of way. Just little eerie moments, when you find yourself hoping that your closet isn’t bigger the next time you open it. Stuff like that.

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