On Wednesday, Hazlitt, an online magazine published by Random House of Canada, posted a story by Emily M. Keeler — who, full disclosure, writes reviews for the Post — about the 63-year-old Gilmour, who spent over a decade working for the CBC as a film critic and arts reporter. In the article, about his bookshelves, Gilmour said, among other things, that “I’m not interested in teaching books by women” and “I don’t love women writers enough to teach them, if you want women writers go down the hall. What I teach is guys. Serious heterosexual guys.” Gilmour, whose latest novel, Extraordinary, was recently longlisted for the Scotiabank Giller Prize, tried to explain himself to Books Editor Mark Medley on Wednesday afternoon.
I don't know about you, but that kind of conservative worldview and inability to be interested in anything other than your own experience is really what I look for in a writer. Go read an interview with Gilmour at the National Post, if you want. He says he's "absolutely surprised" at the response his comments have gotten. Of course he is. He also says he doesn't have "a racist or a a sexist bone" in his body. True. The brain is not a bone.