"I wish I'd never written it," Proulx says at her home five miles outside town, looking out enormous windows onto the river and the limestone cliffs that define her property...
A clarification...the reason she says this is because of all the letters she's received from men "correcting" the story because they think they understand men better than she does.
My feeling is that men, or women, who want to rewrite the story, have missed the boat. It's a story about the human condition, and it's not gender specific. It was written by a woman about men, but it just as well could have been written by a man about women, or by either gender about a man and a woman. It's just that this story about gay men especially resonates with today's audiences because of the taboos and issues we're grappling with.
