Maeve Gilmore (1917–1983)
Auteur de Titus Awakes
A propos de l'auteur
Œuvres de Maeve Gilmore
Oeuvres associées
Mervyn Peake, Oscar Wilde: Extracts from the Poems of Oscar Wilde (1980) — Avant-propos — 3 exemplaires
Étiqueté
Partage des connaissances
- Nom légal
- Gilmore, Maeve Patricia Mary Theresa
- Date de naissance
- 1917-06-14
- Date de décès
- 1983-08-03
- Sexe
- female
- Nationalité
- UK
- Pays (pour la carte)
- England, UK
- Lieu de naissance
- London, England, UK
- Lieux de résidence
- Sark, Bailiwick of Guernsey
Smarden, Kent, England, UK
London, England, UK
Switzerland - Études
- convent school
Westminster School of Art - Professions
- artist
painter
sculptor
novelist
short story writer
memoirist - Relations
- Peake, Mervyn (husband)
Peake, Sebastian (son)
Penate, Clare (daughter)
Peake, Fabian (son) - Courte biographie
- Maeve Gilmore was raised in London, England, the daughter of a physician. She was educated at a convent boarding school at St. Leonards-on-Sea in East Sussex, now Mayfield School. She then went to finishing school in Switzerland, where she learned German and French and became a good pianist. She enrolled at the Westminster School of Art, where she met her future husband, writer Mervyn Peake, on her first day. They married in 1937 and had three children. She became a painter and sculptor and also wrote short stories. She cared for her husband during his long struggle with Parkinson's disease. On his death in 1968, he left notes for a fourth book in his Titus series of novels. Maeve used these to create a related novel herself and published it as Search Without End in 1980. Her poignant memoir of life with her husband, A World Away (1970), remains in print today.
Membres
Discussions
Titus Awake à Book talk (Juillet 2011)
Critiques
Listes
Vous aimerez peut-être aussi
Auteurs associés
Statistiques
- Œuvres
- 7
- Aussi par
- 4
- Membres
- 525
- Popularité
- #47,377
- Évaluation
- 3.6
- Critiques
- 16
- ISBN
- 31
- Langues
- 1
This is a tiresome book. Dull set-pieces featuring boring characters inhabiting a plot that goes nowhere, uttering god-awful dialogue that is both pretentious and wooden. I should have known better.