john fante

in the tradition of great writing, authors have often found themselves romantically connected to the landscape that surrounds them. james joyce claimed dublin as his heart’s companion. jack kerouac, though restless, became synonymous with the excitement of san francisco. khalil gibran spoke of his native lebanon as heaven on earth. the list goes on and for good reason. when a writer conveys the beauty of influence and inspiration from their own perspective it draws the reader into the pages in a compelling way.


lately i’ve been interested particularly in the portrait of los angeles painted by john fante. here is an excerpt from ask the dust that stood out to me.

“los angeles, give me some of you!  los angeles come to me the way i came to you, my feet over your streets, you pretty town i loved you so much, you sad flower in the sand, you pretty town.”


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