“On the outside, she was immaculately poised, always elegantly dressed, with perfectly cut, silver hair; witty, brilliant company, properly opinionated, impatient with compromise or cant, what the book blurbs called ‘fiercely intelligent.’ But this came at a cost.” Jenny Diski‘s husband, the poet Ian Patterson, remembers his wife for The Guardian.
Jenny Diski In Memoriam
Milord, Milady
“Is this the right time to say ‘Zounds, milady’?” A short history of Renaissance Faires.
Book Titles, If They Were Written Today
The wonders of modern book packaging applied to some classic tomes. For example, 40 Days and a Mule: How One Man Quit His Job and Became the Boss. (via)
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Finding Mavis
Mavis Gallant, who passed away a year ago this February, published a total of a hundred and sixteen short stories in The New Yorker, which puts her on par with short story factories like John Cheever and John Updike. Yet by the time she died, she was penniless and alone, a fact which worried the few people in Paris who knew her well. In The Walrus, David MacFarlane examines what her writing meant to him. Pair with: Laurel Berger on her own fascination with the author.
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I’ve read (wolfed down) every single one of the (dozens/ hundreds of?) pieces JD wrote for the LRB … along with In Gratitude and The Sixties. Clear-eyed, honest, fearless and pretenses-shrivellingly witty from beginning to her literal end. I can think of thirty of her colleagues (and a few civilians), off the top of my head, I wish that we could trade for her back.
A link to JD in fine form:
http://www.lrb.co.uk/v25/n18/jenny-diski/it-wasnt-him-it-was-her