Edgar Awards 2015 — James Ellroy on God and dogs
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At the end of the long anteroom outside the banquet hall, a bald man slouched on a bench, looking not nearly as tall as he does when gesticulating behind a podium.
"Mr. Ellroy," I said. "Congratulations."
"I've met you before," he said, extending his hand.
"You have. Otto's store, when you read from Perfidia."
"Did you enjoy it?" he said, straightening slightly.
"I did. I read it in a week, a solid hundred pages a night."
"That's the way to do it," Ellroy said with an approving nod. "Steady reading, a couch, a dog."
"Except for the couch and the dog, just how I did it."
"Well, they want me in there. We'll talk later."
"I'll be running up, getting in people's way, shooting pictures."
"Shoot away." Another approving nod.
Ellroy talked about dogs again when he accepted the Mystery Writers of America Grand Master award. "My life," he told the crowd, "has been one long journey to commune with the talking dog."
This was — in part, at least — a tribute to his publisher, Alfred A. Knopf, whose logo is a borzoi, or Russian wolfhound. Ellroy also said that he sees God in everything, offered the frank literary quotation that "a literature that cannot be vulgarized is no literature at all," and said: "My first words were, `Where's the book?'" and then, with a laugh I took as gently self-mocking, "and `Where's the booze?'"
Oh, and Stephen King swore more than Ellroy did.
© Peter Rozovsky 2015
Labels: Edgar Awards, Edgar Awards 2015, James Ellroy
6 Comments:
I've met Mr. Ellroy, but I don't think he'd say that he met me before.
Perhaps Ellroy is just screwing with people via his palindrome: god / dog. Hmmmm.
And I owe to myself to read Ellroy's latest. Well, I will need plenty of time.
Seana, that's a good tease, a good opening sentence. For whatever reason, Ellroy remembered this, perhaps because the meeting happened in the smallish setting of the Mysterious Bookshop. http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5EgiVio9r5w/VBtDmpCzrTI/AAAAAAAAN_E/ffQhMAW2ATA/s1600/NYEllroy%2Bn%2Bme%2B2.jpg
Robert, if he is messing with people's minds, the wordplay is of longstanding. He has long called himself the Demon Dog, and he has also long called the Lutheran Church a pillar of his life.
Well, it was at a big Northern California booksellers convention many years ago, and he must have met hundreds of people that day alone, and I did nothing memorable. But he was quite memorable. Just a very big personality.
A big personality is right. I would say, too, that unlike with some other authors, his personality and his past are legitimate subjects of discussion because he has made them so much a part of his work and his public persona.
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