Mentors: Steven Corbin
A reminiscence of his mentor, writing instructor, and friend.
A reminiscence of his mentor, writing instructor, and friend.
On literary sociality and the romance between William Faulkner and Joan Williams.
He missed the first class. In fact, he missed the first three.
While a student of his I often felt the tectonic plates of my own opinions and tightly-held ideas loosen or shift.
I was inchoate and jelly-like in graduate school (kind of like a slime mold), but Cavell was kind to me anyway.
On the ghost of Graham Greene.
"One may be pardoned, yes I know / One may, for love undying."
We cannot know what we are doing. We can only know when we are doing it wrong.
I would not tear papers apart — say they're no good and say they don't work — unless I believed that all of you are capable of writing good fiction.
What Gold modeled for me was the idea that the writer delivers stories that the reader needs. The point is to do that job well.
I sometimes say that Jeremy Prynne taught me everything I know about poetry: which is why I know nothing about poetry.
Tintin est Mort!
"There are some howlers among the pros as delectable as the successes and just as fine a tool of learning."
"The Ghost of Books: Past, Present, and Future" is an experiment not in terror and not necessarily Dickensian.
What truly sets Babitz apart from L.A. writers like Joan Didion or Nathanael West is that a part of her still buys the Hollywood fantasy.
Stein recommends Hitler for the Nobel Peace Prize, just as Freud "recommends" the Gestapo — with the same perfect irony.