It's the end of a soap opera that has been going on for many years.
After the triumph of
La Route
(2006), his tenth and most famous novel, and the surreal passage in the Oprah Winfrey show in 2007, Cormac McCarthy, no doubt startled by such media unpacking, had taken the tangent.
It must be remembered that since his debut in 1965, the American writer had always refused to give a literary interview to the press.
You could always talk to him about the weather and the little birds in an El Paso bar, but not about his job.
He made an exception in 1992 when his legendary publisher, Albert Erskine, who was also Faulkner's, retired from Random House.
As a parting gift to Erskine and to please his new editor, Gary Fisketjon of Knopf, the writer agreed to give an interview to Richard B. Woodward in The New York Times
.
.
However, he did not give himself more than that, considering it preferable to discuss with his interlocutor…
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