National Book Critics Circle Awards
Letters
A collection of letters from 1908 to 1976 that reads as both a life story and a record of its era.
Work Information
The letters themselves become a writer’s autobiography.
A collection of letters from 1908 to 1976 that reads as both a life story and a record of its era. It clarifies the work’s structure and intellectual background in an accessible voice.
Book Information
- Publisher
- Joanna Cotler Books
- Published
- 1976-01-01
- Pages
- 686 pages
- Language
- 英語
- ISBN-13
- 9780060146016
- ISBN-10
- 006014601X
- Category
- 洋書/Biographies & Memoirs
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Reviews
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It's EB White. There is no better teacher.
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The best!
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This is a thick collection of White's letters from schoolboy missives written to his brothers and parents all the way through a final letter to his stepson in the mid-70s. The most fascinating are those written from a cross country trip he took with a friend when he was in his late teens. They bought an old car and drove cross-country, stopping to get work as they needed money; White learned that he really didn't want to have anything to do with advertising very early. Later his letters chronicle his employment with the "New Yorker," his courtship and marriage to Katharine Angell, and the family's move out to the Maine farm. This book is worth it solely for this memo: February 1945 [Interoffice Memo] Shawn: In the comment on Life’s storage wall, I wrote: “...a pretty good case can be made out for setting fire to it and starting fresh.” Some studious person, alone with his God in the deep of night, came upon the word “fresh” and saw how easily it could be changed to the word “afresh,” a simple matter of affixing an “a.” So the phrase became “starting afresh” and acquired refinement, and a sort of grammatical excellence. I still think people say “start fresh.” I shall continue to write “start fresh,” to say “start fresh,” and, in circumstances which require a restart, I shall actually start fresh. I don’t ever intend to start afresh. Anybody who prefers to start afresh is at liberty to do so, but I don’t recommend it. An afresh starter is likely to be a person who wants to get agoing. He doesn’t just want to get going, he wants to get agoing. An afresh started is also likely to be a person who feels acold when he steps out of the tub. Some of my best friends lie abed and run amuck, but they do not start afresh. Never do. However, if there is to be a growing tendency in the New Yorker office to improve words by affixing an “a,” I shall try to adjust myself to this amusing situation. Characters in my stories will henceforth go afishing, and they will read Afield & Astream. They will not be typical people, they will all be atypical. Some of them, perhaps all of them, will be asexual, even amoral. Amen, E.B. White