Emily M. Keeler’s weekly Hazlitt column, Shelf Esteem, is a voyeuristic look at the bookshelves of writers, editors, and other book types.

In today’s post, featuring David Gilmour “ whose new novel, Extraordinary (HarperCollins Canada), is longlisted for the Scotiabank Giller Prize “ the University of Toronto lecturer and author boasts a disdain for women (and, for some reason, Chinese) writers. He declares, “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. F. Scott Fitzgerald, Chekhov, Tolstoy. Real guy-guys. Henry Miller. Philip Roth.”

Gilmour’s inflammatory comments have at least provoked some thoughtful and entertaining Twitter responses: