As luck would have it, they all neatly line up and take him across the globe. But he is usually not wanted for his own work, but because — in his youth — he was the lover of a revered, older poet.
That seems to have secured whatever reputation he does have. Even where he is revered, he realises it is because his translator is an excellent writer. He is simply a mediocre man not quite able to accept that mediocrity — for who, after all, accepts their mediocrity. And despite this, Less is not the butt of all the jokes by any means.
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The reader becomes very fond of him. But I do remember the commitment to a character and a lightly satirical style that must have been very difficult to pull off — and I can see why the Pulitzer Prize would want to reward this sort of assured writing. One of my favourite places in the world is Hay-on-Wye. Bibliophiles in the UK have probably been there, for it is a town of secondhand bookshops.
I suppose the internet is the culprit, though it gives with one hand and takes with the other, as far as book-lovers are concerned. Neither of them are particularly drawn towards concrete, long-term plans. He often goes on delightfully bookish tangents related to novels and memoirs he picks up in this job, or stray thoughts leading to other books. You get the sense that living in Hay allows you to live in this tapestry of literature past and present — even if most of the booksellers are interlopers, and most of the locals have more down-to-earth jobs.
As Collins puts it, the locals are book movers and the foreigners are booksellers. They start house hunting. One of those threads is leaving America. Collins has a British passport, but he is American through and through — and this book is clearly aimed at Americans.
Occasionally that made it a bit off-putting to read for this Englishman. I have Googled it now. On yet another flip side, he mentions Lord Archer in a way that assumes the reader knows everything about him — did that news really get across the Atlantic? He can draw the parameters wherever he wants, naturally, but I was left with quite a few questions. Despite that, this is a really enjoyable book. World War Two fiction and the difference between fantasy and fantastic fiction — welcome to episode 77! In the first half of this episode, I dive back into the topic of my DPhil and we talk about fantastic and fantasy fiction.
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Rowling The Hobbit by J. Tolkien Lord of the Rings by J. I loved this book! It was one of those times when I had to decide between racing through it and treating myself to a few pages at a time — and I went largely for the latter route, reading a bit with my breakfast each morning. My fears were allayed as soon as I read the preface — Osborne promises not to give away any murderers or major spoilers, and he sticks to this throughout. Osborne is so good about giving you a taste of what makes each book original. He gets the combination of elements perfectly.
And this is a critical work, in the sense that he shares his opinions. Osborne writes very affectionately. And he is extraordinarily knowledgeable about Christie, and I enjoyed the times where he points out that other Christie critics got things a bit wrong.
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For example…. Mountbatten certainly continued to claim, on every possible occasion, that this was so. This section is perhaps not quite representative, as it is more detailed than most, but…. Osborne clearly knows a lot about opera and music, and it is these areas where he often picks up on errors.
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But to anybody who loves Christie — this is a total delight. HOW is almost October already? I feel like somebody should have warned me. Together, we can put together an interesting overview of the year. Narrator: this will never be the case. And one of my many trips to Hay. If you click through, you can even see the whole photo from which I took my Twitter banner pic.
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WHAT an incentive. Not read this one yet — and I did read a different biography of E von A by Jennifer Walker, so will probably hold off for a bit. I was very intrigued by this signed book of parodies… and I remain intrigued. I did read this one! Sadly it was not very good. It was very confusing and a bit of a trudge.
And I read this one, with much better results. A total delight of a novel, not a word of which made any logical sense — but you can forgive it, and even revel in it, when a book is this fun to read. But I have to concede that I did not, in fact, read it. Killigrew, the headmaster, thought him a promising boy. But of course Dick would never have dreamt of telling anyone at school about it.
No length or incomprehensibility could put him off; he had swallowed down Robert Elsmere in [Pg 4] the three-volume edition at the age of eight. Millicent, on the other hand, was always busily doing something: weeding in the garden, or hoeing, or fruit-picking she could be trusted not to eat more than the recognized tariff—one in twenty raspberries or one in forty plums ; helping Kate in the kitchen; knitting mufflers for those beings known vaguely as The Cripples, while her mother read aloud in the evenings before bedtime.
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When Dick was twelve and a half he knew enough about mathematics and history and the dead languages to realize that his dear parents were profoundly ignorant and uncultured. And so on. All which would be quite true, but beside the point. For this is not one of the conventional studies of those clever young men who discover Atheism and Art at School, Socialism at the University, and, passing through the inevitable stage of Sex and Syphilis after taking their B.
I prefer, therefore, to pass over the minor incidents of a difficult pubescence, touching only on those points which seem to throw a light on the future career of our hero. Dick even learnt a great deal. From the beginning he was the young Benjamin of his mathematical tutor, Mr. Skewbauld, a man of great abilities in his own art, and who, though wholly incapable of keeping [Pg 6] a form in order, could make his private tuition a source of much profit to a mathematically minded boy.