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The author of the book: André Aciman
Language: English
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Edition: Picador
Date of issue: January 22nd 2008
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little intimacies.



of the many, many aspects of this book that resonated with us, one in particular was the basis of an interesting exchange between me and author santino hassell.

that exchange is excerpted below.


SH: what do you think so far

JAG: i like it. it's very good at being what i think of as authentic teen gay boy POV

SH: it reminds me of something

JAG: it reminds me of a lot of things

SH: the parts where he's talking about how hot and cold the love interest dude gets

JAG: yes, with his facial expression

SH: yeah

JAG: that, specifically that. i've been there. with someone like that. it's a little scary. and then you understand them and it stops being scary, sometimes

SH: yes. i had a friend like that. when i was a kid. i thought i was in love with him but he was straight

JAG: i was thinking of the exact same thing. i had the exact same thing. a friend, when i was a teen. he'd be warm and affectionate and then his face would go cold like i was a stranger

SH: yes. that's how my friend was. i think he suspected i wanted him. he didn't know how to feel about it

JAG: that's what that scene in the book is about. they realize you have deeper feelings and they don't know how to deal, and then their face goes fucked, in this moment of vulnerability. they can't hide the panic or the revulsion

SH: yes

JAG: and it looks like that

SH: yes

JAG: because straight dudes can feel warm affection for you too, obviously. and for a moment—with some of them—they feel... when they realize you want them, they feel that their affection has left them exposed. like their affection has been abused

SH: that's exactly what my friend acted like. like all the times we'd been close, i'd taken advantage of him. he suspected me. and then he found out when he caught me and another boy fooling around in the locker rooms. found out that i really was bi. and then he knew he'd been right about me, and didn't know how to handle it

JAG: in the book, i recognized it right away. that feeling of ...recoiling

SH: yes

JAG: of resentment. it looks like that

SH: that was... a horrible experience

JAG: it happened to me too. i wonder if it happens to every queer person

SH: i wonder the same thing

JAG: like imagine you're a girl, you have your best girl friends, going to the bathroom together, secrets, sharing lipstick...

SH: yeah

JAG: little intimacies. and then you tell your girlfriends you're queer and they remember all those times, all those intimacies

SH: that's what happened with him, with my friend. he listed all of these things and acted like i'd manipulated something to make those things happen, or like i'd taken advantage of opportunities

JAG: instead of it being about basic humanity, about you being the same person you always were, it was about... about whatever

SH: he made me cry like a bitch

JAG: i'm sorry

SH: i even apologized. even though i hadn't done anything. because i didn't want him to hate me. but he did anyways

JAG: that's fucked. and i know exactly what that's like

SH: yea?

JAG: the first time i ever cried in public was when he told me he didn't want to be my friend. it's a thing that sticks with you. and i... turned into a different person, after that

SH: i'd never been rejected as an entire person because i was bi, before

JAG: i lost all my friends. because i'd made him #1 and everyone else peripheral. and when he was gone, he took all the rest with him

SH: if we smoked he refused to hit the same pipe. before he found out. he was on to me. i don't hide my feelings very well, on my face

JAG: kids feel things with everything. you loved him. and that's hard to hide

SH: when we smoked together i kinda got off on how the blunt or the pipe would be kind of damp from his mouth

JAG: i liked that too. my best girl friend would light my cigarette for me like that. like humphrey bogart. and i would feel really good

SH: i always remember that

JAG: me too

SH: he mentioned it. when he was telling me what a horrible person i was. and that's when i started crying

JAG: asshole

SH: actually i think he felt bad. but not bad enough to take it back

JAG: where was this

SH: at school. he saw me fooling around with the other kid and ran away and i chased after him for two blocks

JAG: shit

SH: he came into the locker room and saw, and gave me this look of disgust and hatred, and i followed him. he told me off on the corner. near central park. he was disgusted i was even near him. and that's where i lost it

JAG: my shit happened at school too

SH: where

JAG: in the building. during class. the hall. i wrote him a letter to ask if we could be friends again and gave it to a teacher's assistant who taught in both of our classes to hand it to him the next day. his class was before mine, so the whole day after i felt like i was going to throw up but also full of this crazy hope. and so finally that class rolls around, with the TA i gave my letter to, and she takes me out into the hall with her to give me what he wrote back. she hands me this folded up thing, and it's my own letter

SH: wow

JAG: and the thing is, dude—it was like being crazy, because i'm smelling him just then. because he had this smell, and only he smelled like this, a really, really good smell. and his smell was on this piece of paper in my hand, on my own letter, and she's saying to me "i'm really sorry. he just said no." and that was it. cried my eyes out right there in the hall in front of whomever

SH: people are fucked. like it's a violation

JAG: i think the point is that it feels like one, to them. they panic. and they don't know how to manage things gracefully. and when you're that young, you really don't. and that leads to The Look. it leads to The No.

SH: yea

JAG: whole-person rejection. for stupidity.

SH: you wanna know something weird? before that happened with my friend, i could fool myself into thinking he semi-reciprocated. he seemed to like being close to me

JAG: that is probably not something you imagined. like with my friend... we had this... unspeakable intimacy? little things

SH: yes

JAG: nice things

SH: yes

JAG: like there's this fence. made out of steel poles in the ground and a single chain, like a suspension bridge, behind the bus stop. we'd stand there every day, waiting for the bus. and while we waited he'd try to balance on the chain, like a tightrope walker. and i'd stand near him. like right under him, just casually talking and whatever like i wasn't loving it, loving him touching me, loving his smell. he'd put his hand on me. he'd rest his weight on me. and we'd just stand there doing that. every day

SH: little things like that matter

JAG: yeah. and there were a thousand of them

SH: ...damn this book

JAG: i am mildly peeved at it as well. the nerve, making us remember this shit

SH: whatever

JAG: yeah, whatever

SH: not like it has anything to do with who we are now

JAG: right, no, totally, nothing

SH: real men don't cry

JAG: i have never cried a day in my life

SH: are you going to use any of this in your review

JAG: obviously

SH: if you put the sissy bits in it i will kill you

JAG: not if i kill you first, motherfucker

SH: i said no!!! no means no!!!

JAG: fine, i'll change your name. a pseudonymous random author buddy talking books and queerz

SH: what will you use

JAG: i will be JAG and you will be PAB

SH: wtf is that

JAG: Punk Assed Bitch

SH: you dare

JAG: can't stop me. can't stop my flo

SH: no, i want Gay Chuck Norris

JAG: wut, Flaming Pustule McGee doesn't appeal to you?

SH: i should stab you



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Ebook Call Me by Your Name: A Novel read Online! André Aciman was born in Alexandria, Egypt and is an American memoirist, essayist, novelist, and scholar of seventeenth-century literature. He has also written many essays and reviews on Marcel Proust. His work has appeared in The New Yorker, The New York Review of Books, The New York Times, The Paris Review, The New Republic, Condé Nast Traveler as well as in many volumes of The Best American Essays. Aciman received his Ph.D. in Comparative Literature from Harvard University, has taught at Princeton and Bard and is Distinguished Professor of Comparative Literature at The CUNY Graduate Center. He is currently chair of the Ph. D. Program in Comparative Literature and founder and director of The Writers' Institute at the Graduate Center.

Aciman is the author of the Whiting Award-winning memoir Out of Egypt (1995), an account of his childhood as a Jew growing up in post-colonial Egypt. Aciman has published two other books: False Papers: Essays in Exile and Memory (2001), and a novel Call Me By Your Name (2007), which was chosen as a New York Times Notable Book of the Year and won the Lambda Literary Award for Men's Fiction (2008). His forthcoming novel Eight White Nights (FSG) will be published on February 14, 2010



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