I may regret bringing up Black Sun.
It was one of the books that Abbey remained fond of,
by his own admission, to the end.

My first reading of Black Sun
came after I had thoroughly read and re-read
Lady Chatterley's Lover [Lawrence, as most are aware].
The Lawrence novel was emotionally shaking-up for me
(geez, sometimes my writing is so clumsy)
so Black Sun, an obvious attempt to improve on Lady Chatterley's Lover,

-- you say British Lady, I say American Princess --
was also bound to stir the emotions.

Black Sun, in retrospect, is SO adolescent!
All the hormones, all the angst,
all the heightened self-awareness and reflection,
and that rebellious attitude.

In the end, for me,
the whole is less than the sum of its parts;
and this is sad to me, as some of those parts
are unforgettably eloquent and touching.