A review by anthroxagorus
The Beautiful Room Is Empty by Edmund White

5.0

Who am I to give Edmund White anything but 5 stars?

Yet this book starts with stunning prose, then becomes a dutiful laundry list of what happened next until we hit Stonewall. It feels distant (retrospective) but I think it has more to do with White working through his own story. I wonder what he's said.

I suspect Our Young Man > is the novel that works through the thoughts and themes of this part of his life, but, of course, this isn't entirely autobiographical. (Although I probably suspect that because it's the only other novel of his I've read.) What is autobiographical is in My Lives, > I think.

Well, onward.