Truman Capote , was a fantanstic and great literary genius. Truman Capote was able to move between the poetic and the jet-set,
speech of people. It was certainly a genius, as he said after also boast of being an alcoholic and drug addict. Capote, born in New Orleans in 1924 and died in August 1983 of a slow and repeated until fatigue nectar overdose and pharmacological preparations. The little Truman grew up in the thick southern passion and sensuality that many other writers passionately supported-the largest, William Faulkner, enchantment and surrounded by whispers, of stories and characters in the atrium hypnotized . managed to develop a natural transport of seduction without limits, held in a tiny body almost spectral, blond and feeble. Since his childhood he discovered his two strongest inclinations. The first for which struggled tirelessly dealt with an iron will to its urgent need becoming a writer and make his way as such, the second was his
homosexuality, or concealed child, dressing with uninhibited eccentricity and displaying her sharp voice, flute and female. Years later published the story "Glare", very southern, in which tells of an alleged relationship with a child magician who secretly wants to be women. There was a time to say what Capote was higher name, bright literature, and most bold and vibrant spectacle of a social that never stopped, and whose interior was spinning like a whirlwind. The Capote, with whom he had grown, had not finally result sentimental helpful, especially his mother, Nina, who denigrated by his homosexuality and displayed as an ostensible predisposition to alcoholism. You could not be more fearless and bold for that time. Attended permanently to parties, trips, yachts. Women always accompanied him famous: the sister Lee Radziwill and Jacqueline Kennedy, Babe Paley and millions like Gloria Vanderbilt. But what most enjoyed was traveling with his lover Jack Dumphy and their dogs and cats: Portofino, Ravello, Paris, Rome, Taormina, the Caribbean. Capote was himself. His success was accompanied by a great social success, allowing it to deal with privacy much of the New York aristocracy of his time. His relations with high society finally broke when he published some chapters of his unfinished novel "Prayers Served", which aired intimate experiences of some famous friends only masked characters invention. His depression led him to a process of self-destruction, increasingly dependent on psychotropic drugs that, combined with alcohol, decimated their health and their relationships with all his friends to death by overdose died sitting up in bed with her friend Joanne Carson. He felt bad and wanted to call the woman to hospital. "No, let it not happen again stand by that." They talked until he fell asleep peacefully forever.