Saturday, October 23, 2010
The Masculinization of Jane Austen
Not only has the digitization of Jane Austen's manuscripts pushed the digitization of literature forward, it has also reshaped the way scholars perceive their British darling. Original manuscripts suggest that Jane Austen was less the polished stylist that New Criticism made her out to be and more of an "unruly" and "experimental" writer at heart. As it turns out, Austen's editor deserves a bit more credit for her infamously tidy style; the discovery both dismays and delights scholars.
If I were a gender critic looking for my next book deal, "The Masculinization of Jane Austen" might just do the trick. (Hint.)
Monday, October 18, 2010
From Town to Country
Photo by Mary Bloom, The American Kennel Club, Inc. |
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Arranging the Skin
"Here are some of the secrets of taxidermy. They were told me by the taxidermist in a mood of elation. He told me them in the time between the first glass of whisky and the fourth, when a man is no longer cautious and yet not drunk..." ("The Triumphs of a Taxidermist," H.G. Wells)
Aloof
Primitive
via tartanscot |
Aloof
via Marie Claire |
"Antiquarian"
The Hollisters via The New York Times |
Ecclectic
The Malplaquet House via Thomas Apolis |
Friday, October 15, 2010
Sir Pelham Grenville Wodehouse
P.G. Wodehouse via The Guardian |
Today is P.G. Wodehouse's birthday. The humorist produced 96 books with such ease that he is stilled shunned by some "serious" scholars. The prose, by his own admission, was "light," its humor, ready. Although his novels were rooted in the Anglo culture, customs, and psyche, P.G. Wodehouse spent the majority of his life in America. "I have always been awfully fond of America. It always seemed like my own country. I don’t know why. I’d much sooner live here than in England, I think. I can’t think of any place in England I prefer to this." Below is an excerpt from Gerald Clarke's interview with the writer as published in The Paris Review's Winter 1975 issue:
INTERVIEWER: What have you been reading most recently?
WODEHOUSE: I’ve been reading the old books, books that I’ve read before. The first time you read a book, you don’t read it at all carefully; you just read it for the story. You have to keep rereading. Every year or so I read Shakespeare straight through. But then I go to the latest by Agatha Christie or Rex Stout. I read every book of theirs. I do like a book with an elaborate plot. But I haven’t any definite plan of reading. I read almost everything, and I like anything that’s good. I’ve just reread a book of A. A. Milne’s called Two People, which I had read several times before. His novel is simply a novel of character. It’s not the sort of thing I can write myself, but as a reader I enjoy it thoroughly.
INTERVIEWER: Do you read any contemporary novels?
WODEHOUSE: I’ve read some of Norman Mailer.
INTERVIEWER: Do you like his writing?
WODEHOUSE: I don’t like his novels very much, but he writes very interesting nonfiction stuff. I liked Advertisements for Myself very much.
INTERVIEWER: How about the Beats? Someone like Jack Kerouac, for instance, who died a few years ago?
WODEHOUSE: Jack Kerouac died! Did he?
INTERVIEWER: Yes.
WODEHOUSE: Oh . . . Gosh, they do die off, don’t they?
INTERVIEWER: Do you ever go back and reread your own books?
WODEHOUSE: Oh, yes.
INTERVIEWER: Are you ever surprised by them?
WODEHOUSE: I’m rather surprised that they’re so good.
INTERVIEWER: Of all the books you’ve written, do you have any favorites?
WODEHOUSE: Oh, I’m very fond of a book called Quick Service and another called Sam in the Suburbs, a very old one. But I really like them all. There are very few exceptions.
INTERVIEWER: Have you ever been envious of another writer?
WODEHOUSE: No, never. I’m really such a voracious reader that I’m only too grateful to get some stuff I can read.
INTERVIEWER: Have any other writers ever been envious of you?
WODEHOUSE: Well, I always thought A. A. Milne was rather. We were supposed to be quite good friends, but, you know, in a sort of way I think he was a pretty jealous chap. I think he was probably jealous of all other writers. But I loved his stuff. That’s one thing I’m very grateful for: I don’t have to like an awful person to like his stuff. I like Somerset Maugham’s stuff tremendously, for example, but I should think he was unhappy all the time, wouldn’t you? He was an unpleasant man.
INTERVIEWER: Was he unpleasant to you?
WODEHOUSE: No. He was all right to me. We got along on just sort of “how do you do” terms. I remember walking back from a cricket match at Lords in London, and Maugham came along on the other side. He looked at me and I looked at him, and we were thinking the same thing: Oh, my God, shall we have to stop and talk? Fortunately, we didn’t.
Monday, October 11, 2010
Have You Any Wool?
Dyed Sheep via DailyMail |
Friday, October 8, 2010
This Teeming Womb of Royal Kings
An anonymous 16th century painting of Richard II |
This royal throne of kings, this scepter'd isle,
This earth of Majesty, this seat of Mars,
This other Eden, demi-paradise;
This fortress built by Nature for herself,
Against infection and the hand of war,
This happy breed of men, this little world,
This precious stone set in the silver sea,
Which serves it in the office of a wall,
Or as a moat defensive to a house,
Against the envy of less happier lands;
This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England,
This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings,
Fear'd by their breed, and famous by their birth.
Richard II, Act 1...Shakespeare's characterization of Richard is not a little unjust. (Hal, after all, was even more--if that's possible--unpopular and foolish.) Richard's reign abuts the economic aftermath of the black plague. The political and economic turmoil was more than a ten-year-old sovereign could have hoped to understand; a council ruled in his stead. Granted, coming of age while on the throne of England rarely does wonders for one's moral character. Yet Richard's faults were hardly unique. Yes, he lived a romantic fantasy (oblivious to the political risk of the divine right). And yes, he played favorites in a foolhardy fashion (What king hasn't?). For these sins, the Black Prince, described as "the first casualty of the Wars of the Roses between the Houses of Lancaster and York," was harshly imprisoned after his usurpation and allegedly murdered.
A depiction of the White Hart, the personal emblem of King Richard I |
Richard is more often recognized for the introduction of the handkerchief, which came into fashion in his royal court. The court ledger from this period chronicles that it became the custom to have "clothe supplied in little pieces for giving the King for carrying in his hand to wipe and clean his nose." Call me anachronistic, but I can't imagine that either idiosyncrasy did anything to negate history's depiction of the Black Prince's whimsical, even wimpy nature.
Irish Linen Handkerchiefs via Orvis |
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Pink for October
via Turquoise, Tulips, & Bliss |
For two decades,
Evelyn Lauder and Elizabeth Hurley
have been reminding us
to be aware.
"Beauty is an attitude."
White House 2008 (HT: Grant Miller) |
Monday, October 4, 2010
For Everything a Season
For everything there is a season. The first week of October is the season for unpacking and repacking. Out of the box: wool sweaters, leather boots, tartan blankets, houndstooth pillows. In the box: linen shirts, cork-lined sandals, gauzy throws, floral pillows.
Which leads me to a moment of confession. I am once again contemplating the purchase of a sheepskin rug; and it's a perennial contemplation. In the Autumn, this idea gnaws at the corners of my consciousness. No matter how my personal taste evolves, there is always room for the idea that a sheepskin would do very nicely. After all, a noteworthy rug (faux or otherwise) compliments so many frames of mind.
The Rational
via simply seleta |
The Romantic
via marie claire maison |
The Primitive
via Suzy Hoodless |
The Opulant
The Sophisticated
via la belle vie |
The Serene
via my ideal home |
The Zealous
via Decar Pad |
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Autumnal Grace
Although insistent, autumn is graceful. Autumn may tear through your hazy, summer stupor with little mercy, but no one can claim she does so without grace. She comes bearing gifts...
via junkgarden |
No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace
as I have seen in one autumnal face.
as I have seen in one autumnal face.
John Donne
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