Henry
Miller is a skilled, intelligent and creative writer. His philosophy of art and
social criticism are relevant for the 30 year old struggling artist he depicts
and is beautifully written, as is his self-analysis and criticism. His alleged sexual exploits are
unfortunate. Usually sexual literature
does not bother me. However, this time,
I took exception. I believe Miller’s self-doubt
caused him to feel an obsessive need to relate his imagined, or real, sexual
escapades and abuse ad nauseam. He had something to prove to himself and his
readers. It was not art he was sharing, it was his immaturity. It is my hope that, over time, Miller
self-actualized and wrote Nexus and Plexus with more self-respect and full use
of his illustrious, imaginative writing faculties. Outside of this mild rebuke (humor), I do enjoy his
writing and will continue to explore his work.
