Sublime

“Another thing I counted on was continuing my Thursday nights with Joyce, but when I showed up at our usual watering hole, he let me know that my present predicament put me off-limits for the time being because I was so inundated by my dilemma that my lachrymose disposition watered down his Bushmills. “It’s true that drinking ratcheted up my anguis

The day before she left, Hemingway tussled six hours and fifty minutes with a 514-pound tuna. When his Pilar cruised into harbor at 9:30 that night, the whole population of the island flocked to see his fish and hear his tale. “A fatuous old man with a new yacht and a young bride had arrived not long previously, announcing that tuna-fishing, of who

Et quelque part dans ce bureau se trouvait mon manuscrit des Collines perdues. C’est pas tout, l’amour. Les femmes c’est pas tout non plus. Un écrivain ça doit conserver son énergie.

Hemingway wrote about the first year of their friendship in A Moveable Feast, his reminiscences of his early days as a writer in Paris,

Chez elle. Les yeux bandés j’aurais pu reconnaître l’endroit, rien qu’à l’odeur qui était partout. Son odeur. L’endroit témoignait bien de son existence enfiévrée, de sa perdition ; il faisait partie d’un tout, procédait du même désespoir. Un appartement sur Temple Street. Un appartement dans Los Angeles. Elle qui appartenait aux collines onduleuse

Since almost every word Wolfe wrote was autobiographical, nearly all his characters based closely on real people, there had always been a risk of prosecution.

The conference between Maxwell Perkins and old Charles Scribner, when they met face-to-face, over the unprintable words in Hemingway’s manuscript has become publishing legend.