So now that the Gass man is dead (rip sweet prince) we can all agree pic related is America's foremost prose stylist...

no need for passive aggressiveness, soyboy.

Better than McShitroy's Post modern bafoonery.

Lol I love how people who haven't read McElroy think he's like turbo postmodern lmao

McCarthy's prose routinely descends into borderline self-parody. he's trapped in the early 20th century

If you post either of these images again I will fuck you

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imagine saying that out loud

nice argument

you're not a literature professor or a critic so stop acting like one. Give me an argument to have and I'll exchange with you. You need to describe to me what your system is for determining what good prose is and tell me what you think it is that is common to all early 20th century literature.

McElroy is too fragmented for my liking, albeit all I've read from him was Night Soul and Other Stories, but I found it lacking.

Gass was the absolute king, and Pynchon is the only other worthy of the crown

stop talking like that you ugly beta facecel nigger, its never been funny. its never had the sting of bug man or beta or even nu-male which is equally emasculating for the speaker to even sub-vocalize. Use another term, effette, fae, feminized whatever, but not soyboy its fucking obnoxious and i hear you uptalking, with a like thrown in to fill up the interval between the exerted effort it took to think “haha soyboy” and the subsequent recovery frame where you had to actually process the next thing you’d say. fucking shut the fuck up you fucking faggot. this is why you can’t teach stupid would-be members of a masculinist movement anything ever! you can never give them words of power or any style or image to represent them because they ALWAYS degrade the tool into a totem and then end as a crowd of shrieking mental midgets lapping up each other’s puddled ejaculate, “soyboy” “kek” “snowflake” mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

fuck you nigger

Lordy, this is the worst self-inflicted burn I've ever seen !

I don't feel Night Soul is representative of his novels, but from just reading that I can see how that'd seem the case.

Plus is on some other level shit when it comes to unique prose.

>be me
>read plus
>don't even know what books are anymore
>how did he do this

you seem a little triggered and overly emotional like a woman on her period, soyboy

>Pynchon
>king of prose stylists
No

Except he doesn't do that with every detail

No, not at all. Not even close.

You're far too wrong.
"Come then. Leave your war awhile, paper or iron war, petrol or flesh, come in with your love, your fear of losing, your exhaustion with it. All day it's been at you, coercing, jiving, claiming your belief in so much that isn't true. Is that who you are, that vaguely criminal face on your ID card, its soul snatched by the government camera as the guillotine shutter fell...
Listen to this mock-angel singing, let your communion be at least in listening, even it they are not spokesmen for your exact hopes, your exact, darkest terror, listen. There must have been evensong here long before the news of Christ. Surely for as long as there have been nights bad as this one–something to raise the possibility of another night that could actually, with love and cockcrows, light the path home, banish the Adversary, destroy the boundaries between our lands, our bodies, our stories, all false, about who we are: for the one night, leaving only the clear way home and the memory of the infant you saw, almost too frail...
… But on the way home tonight, you wish you'd picked him up, held him a bit. Just held him, very close to your heart, his cheek by the hollow of your shoulder, full of sleep. As if it were you who could, somehow, save him. For the moment not caring who you're supposed to be registered as. For the moment anyway, no longer who the Caesars say you are."

You haven't read much of him then.

Woah this person is incredibly triggered. Good job whoever did that to him. He's probably crying.

He didn't do anything. It's a matter of you being a child.

>post
>still thinks that's the greatest prose around
No