[These notes were made in 1988:]. It is a rather humbling experience to come to a new author out of limited, psychosexual motives, and discover that the book elicits a full range of human response in spite of one. Which windy & euphemistic pronouncement simply means that I came to Edmund White as a gay writer and finish my first encounter with him with a healthy respect for his dense, imagistic style, his powers of observation, and his ability to create a very convoluted narrative without imposing agonies of frustration upon his reader. If indeed it qualifies as a narrative - for the title is quite accurate - these are "night thoughts" - the kinds of haunting memories which arrive after dark.
