As a treat to myself for all the writing I’ve been doing lately and in getting work published, William Faulkner.
It was a tossup among Faulkner, Marquez and McCarthy–all of which I have a few unread copies of–but I think that the last book (The Confessions of Nat Turner) turned me back on to the Southern novel.
Faulkner’s writing is amazing. I need to read for that too right now.