I discovered James Salter’s “A Sport and a Pastime” last year, thanks to my writing critique partner’s recommendation. I don’t know how I missed such a beautiful novel all these years, but better late than never. The small book (200 pages) about an American expatriate and his French lover is as intimate as a whisper in my ear. It’s erotic but unromantic, with a simple story told in rich prose. It’s a testament to Salter’s enormous gift as a writer.
The author died on June 19, 2015, at the age of 90. The New York Times described him as a “writer’s writer.” I couldn’t agree more. If you write fiction, you have to read Salter. It’s one of the best descriptive writing you’ll ever find.
Here’s my review of Salter’s 1967 novel:
Read a related story about the use of the present tense in Salter’s book and other works:
To read the New York Times article about Salter’s death and career, click here.