Faulkner v. Hemingway Game

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"He has never been known to use a word that might send a reader to the dictionary."
~Faulkner


"Poor Faulkner. Does he really think big emotions come from big words?"
~Hemingway​

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Highly controversial and regularly debated, two of the greatest authors of the early 20th century may have been LGBT. Whether it's true or not both authors toyed with the boundaries of male sexuality in their works. Faulkner did so in Sanctuary where his MC seeks an escape from the bondage of female sexuality. And then there's Hemingway who straight up just wrote about homosexual characters in a time when people just did not do that (Zelda Fitzgerald speculated that he and Fitzgerald may have had something more than a platonic relationship). Both of these authors accomplished this with their very different styles. Two styles that continue to define us as modern writers.

Verbosity said:
It was of the wilderness, the big woods, bigger and older than any recorded document:--of white man fatuous enough to believe he had bought any part of it, of Indian ruthless enough to pretend that any fragment of it had been his to convey.... It was of the men, not white nor black nor red but men, hunters, with the will and hardihood to endure and the humility and skill to survive, and the dogs and the bear and deer juxtaposed and reliefed against it, ordered and compelled by and within the wilderness in the ancient and unremitting contest according to the ancient and unmitigable rules which voided all regrets and brooked no quarter; -- the best game of all, the best of all breathing and forever the best of all listening, the voices quiet and weighty and deliberate for retrospection and exactitude among the concrete trophies -- the racked guns and the heads and skins -- in the libraries of town houses or the offices of plantation houses or (and best of all) in the camps themselves where the intact and still-warm meat yet hung, the men who had slain it sitting before the burning logs on hearths when there were houses and hearths or about the smoky blazing piled wood in front of stretched tarpaulins when there were not.

versus...

Brevity said:
The girl looked across at the hills.


Okay, I just wanted to get that off my chest.

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Rules of the Game:
The first poster creates a line from a make believe novel that could pass as being written by Faulkner. The nest poster must paraphrase as only Hemingway could.

Let us begin.
 
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