Status Updates From The Swimming-Pool Library

every now and then hollinghurst makes an evelyn waugh reference and I react like a marvel fan watching a post-credits scene

dense prose has never been really my thing, and the debut-novel quality is abundantly clear here, but Hollinghurst was definitely onto something. it feels very touching to read about British gay life in the 80s in an intimate and bold way, like he's not apologising to be himself.