Wolfe was often described as a master of verbal pyrotechnics, and so he was. There was a sturdy skeleton of reporting, invisible to the reader, upon which Wolfe hung his peerless prose. Having gotten to know Wolfe a bit, I saw something of his method. Wolfe did not talk much; he preferred to listen and to soak in the atmosphere. American literature — and American life — will be the poorer without him.

Source: Washington Post May 15, 2018 23:48 UTC