Edith Wharton with Bernard Berenson. I wrote a chapter! It’s off with my advisor right now, but I did get some good feedback from my thesis reading group last night. As such, I haven’t actually spent a lot of time this week researching. Still, I do have a few things to share. One song Charles [...]
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"But Welty is not a regional writer—her purview is much smaller than that. Her writing is bound up in the romance of everyday objects, in the vagaries of memory and how they become tied to a place, a room, a piece of furniture, or a trinket. Proust had his madeleine, but Welty had pralines."
- #"I would write these epic, too long story drafts. And I kept thinking one would, on its own accord, take root and flourish in my brain. And I guess this thing sort of did. It wasn’t a straightforward flourishing. It was swamp sprawl." Karen Russell on the early days of Swamplandia!
- #Even The New Yorker itself is forced to admit that Jonathan Franzen's essay on Edith Wharton treads very little new ground.
- #"If you play a lot of Charles Ives, you have to put up with the raised eyebrows of other musicians, who refer to him as 'a crazy insurance salesman.' This is frustrating. He was actually a spectacular insurance salesman who co-founded an agency and made a fortune." Jeremy Denk is witty and charming as always in The New Yorker [subscription required].
- #"Lily Bart doesn’t have to be destroyed. No rule of nature decrees it. No eternal law of social relations demands it." Kevin Frazier on Wharton and Julian Barnes at Bookslut.
- #“I’m always impressed at how infantile and unreasonable and petulant I can still become with my own editor.” The Telegraph talks to poets who are editors and editors who are poets. (Via.)
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