Victor LaValle
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Victor LaValle
Victor LaValleis an American author who was raised in the Flushing and Rosedale neighborhoods of Queens, New York. He is the author of a short-story collection, Slapboxing with Jesus and three novels, The Ecstatic, Big Machine and The Devil in Silver. LaValle writes fiction primarily, though he has also written essays and book reviews for GQ, Essence Magazine, The Fader, and The Washington Post, among others...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth3 February 1972
CountryUnited States of America
A little style is a good thing, but you can’t trust a person who won’t be ugly in front of you.
Nearly everyone could be undone by an old woman's displeasure.
Whether it was H. P. Lovecraft's doomed towns or Shirley Jackson's lonely, looming 'The Haunting of Hill House,' the boondocks had all the fun. As a black kid in Queens, New York, I couldn't have felt more removed.
Booksellers are the bartenders of the reading world. People share thoughts and interests they keep private from others in their lives.
I wanted to write a story set in the Lovecraftian universe that didn't gloss over the uglier implications of his worldview.
It's tough to write beautifully about ugly things, but Mitchell S. Jackson makes it look easy.
Lonely women destroy themselves; lonely men threaten the world.
'The Sundial' is written with the kind of humor that would make a guillotine laugh.
You can't write a story about a mental hospital in the United States without facing the grand example of 'Cuckoo's Nest.'
As a 13-year-old fan of horror fiction, I hadn't seen too many cities in the literature I loved. It was always small towns, or backwoods locales, or maybe the suburbs.
'Dark Gods,' T. E. D. Klein's book of four novellas, felt like a godsend - even if it came from a deformed god, one that lurked beneath our sidewalks.
Here's the thing: I was charming. Well read and well spoken. Observant and even kind. In other words, I was kind of a catch. And I knew this was true. As long as you couldn't see me. If you saw me, you'd think I was the sea cow that had swallowed your catch.
I have a very intimate knowledge of the world of the mentally ill and of life inside of, especially, public hospitals and the way people are treated in there and the way that they try to survive in there.
I like America, where believers eddy around each other like currents of air. Even our atheists are devout! To be an American is to be a believer. I don't have much faith in institutions, but I still believe in people.