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Condition: New Plot / Content: Stories: Room With No View sexual obsession The Dowager and I character study The Coming of Santa Claus self-explanatory It was, I suppose, inevitable love triangle Ganymede young Brazilian and older British man Triangle three involved lives A Room To Let character study Discotheque - Four Voices self explanatory Train of Events ghost story Simon's Dinner Party rentboy and older man The Benefactor if your wishes came true . . . Oblivion The Flying Dutchman and a young gay man An Odd Fellow down and out in Rio de Janeiro For the first time in your life, Andrew obsession The title story, A Sense of Loss, relates Thomas Mann's Death in Venice from the perspective of Tadzio, the teenager whose beauty obsesses the writer von Aschenbach. Mann's novella is available from Arbery Books in both antiquarian and bargain editions. Use the Search Box in the left column. Background / Biography: Martin Foreman was born in Dundee in 1952. His fiction includes two novels, two short story collections; for twenty years he worked for Panos, where he wrote and edited a series of studies on the social and pscychological causes and consequences of the global HIV epidemic. He is currently based in London, where he runs Arbery Books. His website is www.martinforeman.com Reviews: "Accomplished, literate, dignified, deeply felt" Times Literary Supplement, London "as delicate and haunting a piece of prose as I've read all year" Him (later Gay Times, then GT) "Martin Foreman has an uncomfortable, probably accurate view of the human condition; an excellent book" IQ for more contemporary reviews, click here Twenty years on, Martin's opinion of A Sense of Loss is that it is a mixed bag of pulp, immaturity and serious fiction. He is most pleased with Oblivion and A Sense of Loss, content with Room With No View, The Dowager and I and Ganymede and lets the readers decide which of the rest are best forgotten. Clicking on advertiser links on this site may allow these companies to gather and use information about your visit to this and other websites to provide you with advertisements about goods and services presumed to be of interest to you. |
Quote from this book " I never spoke to him. And although on that last day I learnt his name, it was years before I realised who he was. I was in Paris, a student at last, searching for something to read among the bouquinistes. A small, thin, unshaven man with a collection that was tired and dog-eared pushed a volume into my hand. 'There, sir, you should read this. A marvellous book, the story of our times.' It was The Abject, an old French edition with a stained and grubby cover. I took it, if only because the price he was asking was the small amount I could afford, and showed it to the friend I was with. He nodded absently. 'You know him?' I asked. 'Of course.' I was ashamed of my ignorance and asked what else he had written; there followed several familiar titles. 'He died,' my friend added, 'before the war.' It was later that day as I sat down to read that the two facts came together in my mind; I looked at the spine and saw his name, remembered the old man in his chair, the hazy sun, the sea and the sand." opening paragraph, 'A Sense of Loss' Secondhand booksellers |
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