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My Library/Day 89: Cranford by Elizabeth Gaskell
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My Library/Day 79: Literary Feasts: Inspired Eating from Classic Fiction by Sean Brand
DAY 79:
Two Exits: Berthe Morisot and D.H. Lawrence
“A woman has to live her life, or live to repent not having lived it.”–D.H. Lawrence (11 September 1885-2 March 1930), Lady Chatterley’s Lover
Reading (Portrait of Edma Morisot) by Berthe Morisot (1873).
Berthe Morisot (14 January 1841-2 March 1895).
[Book Nerd Links] Max Ernst, Scottish Literature, and Black History
- The Collages of Max Ernst [THE PARIS REVIEW]
- Poverty, Anxiety, and Gender in Scottish Working-Class Literature [LITHUB]
- ‘Little Legends’ Celebrates Big Lives Of Black History [NPR BOOKS]
[Book Nerd News] Alice Mayhew, Kamau Brathwaite, and Kirk Douglas
- Remembering Alice Mayhew, Legendary Editor [LITHUB]
- Kamau Brathwaite: 1930-2020 [THE PARIS REVIEW]
- Hollywood Pays Tribute to “Incredible Icon” Kirk Douglas [THE HOLLYWOOD REPORTER]
Kirk Douglas, circa 1955.
Here Are Three Joan Didion Quotes in Honor of Her Birthday
“We tell ourselves stories in order to live.”–The White Album
“I write entirely to find out what I’m thinking, what I’m looking at, what I see and what it means. What I want and what I fear.”
“I am a writer. Imagining what someone would say or do comes to me as naturally as breathing.”–The Year of Magical Thinking
[Book Nerd Art] Eliza by Barry Pain, 1904
The cover of Eliza by Barry Pain, 1904:
Eliza by Barry Pain , 1904. Illustration by Wallace Goldsmith.
[Book Nerd Links] Iris, Virginia, Human Chain, and Bookends
- Cooking with Iris Murdoch [THE PARIS REVIEW]
- Where Virginia Woolf Listened to the Waves [THE PARIS REVIEW]
- Epic Human Chain Moves Bookstore Into New Home [HUFFPOST]
- Jaw-Dropping Bookends Feature Detailed Back-Alley Dioramas [FLAVORWIRE]
A Brief Letter to F. Scott Fitzgerald on His Birthday
Encore post from 5 years ago.
Dear Scott,
Another year has gone by, and I still find you as enigmatic and problematic as ever. You, who could write such beautiful words, ruffle my feathers like few others. You, who squandered such exemplary gifts, frustrate me to the point of madness. Although I’ve never loved you, not even a bit, I have spent some wonderful time in your company. At this point in the game, I realize that I will never stop questioning you and, in questioning you, relentlessly, learn more about myself than I ever cared to know. Happy birthday, you beautiful bastard.
Yours (but not really),
Maedez
F. Scott Fitzgerald by Gordon Bryant. Shadowland, 1921.
“I don’t want to repeat my innocence. I want the pleasure of losing it again.”-This Side of Paradise, F. Scott Fitzgerald
No Apologies!
Via Random House :
No apologies
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