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Gay Fiction
Condition: Good Jacket: wear to edges, becoming nicks at coners and top of spine; slight wear to foot; discolouring of flaps; unclipped. Boards (turquoise with gilt lettering): discolouring and very slight wear of top and bottom edges; two corners slightly crushed; top and bottom of spine worn and curling inwards; very slight dent to top of rear leading edge. Page edges have slight staining. Endpapers have owner's name in ink and several erased pencil inscriptions but otherwise clean. Pages darking very slightly and with stain / mottling affecting ten leaves ca. page 100; otherwise clean. Plot / Content: In the preface, Cyril Connolly writes that Somerset Maugham, Robin Maugham's better-known uncle, commented, after reading The Wrong People, "they'll murder you!" According to Connolly, it is uncertain whether Somerset was referring to the critics or what would be later known as the gay community. "Tangier, city of parties, feuds, jealousies, sun and sex, leads Arnold Turner, repressed homosexual schoolmaster to a young Arab - and a strange, violent passion. Trapped by love and lust, Turner agrees to a monstrous plan . . . " (from the cover of later paperback edition) Background / Biography:
Reviews: "Maugham handles his theme with enormous discretion and at the same time delivers a gripping thriller. Storytelling at its best." Sunday Express "Only a handful of living novelists can play the reader like a hooked fish with comparable ingenuity and suppleness." Sunday Telegraph "Grippingly told." Sunday Times (from the cover of later paperback edition) 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 " As he sat alone at his corner table drinking a gin and Dubonnet, Ewing watched the stranger sitting on the bar-stool and examined his appearance for a while becuse there was no one else interesting or attractive to watch in Wayne's bar that evening. The stranger was a slender man of about thirty-five with a pink face and silky fair hair receding from his smooth forehead. His eyes were pale blue and slightly protuberant. With his uptilted nose and delicate skin he must have been quite attractive when he was a boy, Ewing decided. His tight-fitting tweed jacket and worn grey-flannel trousers were obviously ready-made, and so were his polished brown shoes. His eyes were peering surreptitiously round the room while he sipped a glass of beer. The man was certainly English, and probably a bank clerk, and perhaps a bore." opening paragraphs Secondhand booksellers |
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