Anne Enright remarks on Irish censorship, and she recalls the time her own mother was used “as a books mule.”
An Irish Books Mule
Happy Birthday, Joseph Heller
"The morning after the opening sentence took shape, Heller “arrived at work”—at the Merrill Anderson Company—“with my pastry and container of coffee and a mind brimming with ideas, and immediately in longhand put down on a pad the first chapter of an intended novel.” The handwritten manuscript totaled about 20 pages. He titled it Catch-18. The year was 1953." Happy Birthday Joseph Heller, author of the anti-war classic Catch-22, born this day in 1923 in Coney Island, New York.
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Diary of International Pynchon Week
At n+1, Nick Holdstock’s diary of International Pynchon Week, held in Lublin, Poland: “The conference room looked like the United Nations as depicted in ’60s spy movies ... on the pad of the man to my left there were no notes, just a drawing of a cat wearing a shirt and tie.”
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Ill Will
Did our interview with Hilary Mantel yesterday pique your interest in her latest book? The Times has an excerpt you can read. Elsewhere, Damian Barr (who conducted the interview) pens a response to Lord Bell, who recently suggested that Scotland Yard should investigate Mantel for criminal intent.
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The Originals Series
Farrar, Straus & Giroux will team up with GQ for something called "The Originals Series." The series, as stated in a blog post from FSG's digital marketing manager, will consist of "authors and musicians in conversation, hosted by David Rees (Get Your War On, Artisanal Pencil Sharpening, Kale City), in an intimate West Village loft space. We’ll film each event and edit it down to a compelling short film for broadcast online." You can RSVP to the November 8th kick-off, which features John Jeremiah Sullivan and the Brooklyn-based band Caveman, here.
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This conjures other memories of Irish censorship — most particularly my mother’s memory of going to see PSYCHO in Dublin with her future sister in law and a dear family friend who happens to be a priest. The movie was so slashed to ribbons by the censor that they could hardly follow the plot. My mother said that even censored, the movie was still terrifying.
I’m sure it was, Evelyn. Thanks for sharing!