Fifty years after T.S. Eliot’s death, the poet’s estate has finally agreed to authorize a biography, which explains the publication of Young Eliot, a new book on his early years. Among other things, the book reveals details about Eliot’s first marriage, in which his wife Vivienne Haigh-Wood gave him the nickname “dearest Wonkypenky.”
"A month ago, I touched a lock of Sylvia Plath’s hair." At Tin House, Emma Komlos-Hrobsky examines the relationship between the late poet and her fans.
“His books are not only obviously produced by an obsessive film buff (as evidenced by one wry recurring trick, the dates in brackets that follow even citations of celluloid ephemera), they often seem to want to be movies, as shown by another signature device, the way his protagonists – from the 1890s European spies and 1950s New Yorkers in the interwoven narratives of his debut, V. in 1963, all the way to Inherent Vice and Bleeding Edge in 2013 – break anti-naturalistically into song like characters in musicals.” An argument that Thomas Pynchon writes fiction tailor-made for the cinema.
Recommended Viewing: Charlie Rose sits down with Donna Tartt for the author's only American television interview since releasing her latest novel, The Goldfinch. (Related: Adam Dalva fears that Tartt may have been "following me around with her notebook in hand for the last 14 years.”)