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Today is the birthdate of Stella Gibbons 5 January 1902 – 19 December 1989   She was quite prolific! The Mountain Beast (1930) (poetry) Cold Comfort Farm (1932) Bassett (1933) The Priestess (1933) (poetry) Enbury Heath (1935) The Untidy Gnome (1935) (for children) Miss Linsey and Pa (1935) Roaring Tower and Other Stories (1937) (short stories) Nightingale Wood (1938) The Lowland Venus (1938) (poetry) My American (1939) Christmas at Cold Comfort Farm (1940) (short stories) The Rich House (1941) Ticky (1943) The Bachelor (1944) Westwood (1946) The Matchmaker (1949) Conference at Cold Comfort Farm (1949) Collected Poems (1950) The Swiss Summer (1951) Fort of the Bear (1953) Beside the Pearly Water (1954) (short stories) The Shadow of a Sorcerer (1955) Here Be Dragons (1956) White Sand and Grey Sand (1958) A Pink Front Door (1959) The Weather at Tregulla (1962) The Wolves Were in the Sledge (1964) The Charmers (1965) Starlight (1967) The Snow Woman (1968) The Woods in Winter (1970) Message modifié par son auteur, Jan 5, 2010, 11:51pm. On this day in 1999, the author of Travel Light, Naomi Mitchison, died. NYTimes Obituary   More on Lady Mitchison HERE Message modifié par son auteur, Jan 11, 2010, 11:52am. Also on this day in 1969, Richmal Crompton died. She was known for her Just William stories. Her Family Roundabout was reissued by Persephone in 2001.   A delightful fan website on Just William HERE Message modifié par son auteur, Jan 11, 2010, 4:48pm. And finally, on this day in 1980, our dear Barbara Pym passed on.  The Barbara Pym Society Message modifié par son auteur, Jan 11, 2010, 5:18pm. On this date in 1977, Anais Nin, died.  "I am an excitable person who only understands life lyrically, musically, in whom feelings are much stronger as reason. I am so thirsty for the marvelous that only the marvelous has power over me. Anything I cannot transform into something marvelous, I let go. Reality doesn't impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls." More on Anais HERE Message modifié par son auteur, Jan 14, 2010, 5:51pm. Today, January 19th, is the birthday of Nina Bawden born in London in 1925.   An interesting article in the Guardian HERE Happy Birthday Miss Bawden! p.s. Sorry this is posted rather late in the day and thank you, Miss Christina, for your gentle reminder!! Message modifié par son auteur, Jan 20, 2010, 12:40am. Today, January 24th is the birthdate of the novelist Edith Wharton, born Edith Newbold Jones in New York City in 1862.  She came from a privileged family, and in fact many people think that the phrase "Keeping up with the Joneses" was a reference to her family, one of the most important of Old New York society. Edith spent much of her childhood in Europe, and she enjoyed writing, and published some of her poems. She completed a novella called Fast and Loose when she was 15. But when she was 17, it was time for her "coming out" in society. And when she was 23, she got married to a wealthy man named Edward Wharton. With him, she could enjoy the lifestyle she loved, time to travel and time to write. But the marriage was an unhappy one. Edward did not understand his wife's literary or intellectual interests, and throughout their marriage he drank more and more. Edith was depressed, and so she focused even more on writing and published her first book, a book about architecture that she wrote with Ogden Codman Jr.: The Decoration of Houses (1898). The Decoration of Houses was a big success and gave Wharton the confidence to move on to fiction, and she published several books of stories and novels. But her novels were historical fiction and didn't do very well. Her friend Henry James encouraged her to write what she knew, about being a woman in New York society, about the clash between old money and new money that had come with the Gilded Age. James said: "There it is round you. Don't pass it by — the immediate, the real, the only, the yours, the novelist's that it waits for. Take hold of it and keep hold, and let it pull you where it will." Soon after, she published her first major novel, The House of Mirth (1905), about a woman named Lily Bart who is torn between her desire for the superficial pleasures of society life and an innocent belief in love and a moral code. She followed that effort with The Age of Innocence, and it won her the Pulitzer Prize for fiction. She was the first woman to receive that award. Read more about her estate and gardens The Mount Today, January 25th, is the birthdate of the novelist and essayist Virginia Woolf, born Virginia Stephen in London (1882).  She never went to school, but her father chose books for her to read from his own library. She was only allowed to move out of her family home after her father's death, when she was 22. She moved into a house with her brothers and sister, and instead of writing letters about what she'd been reading, she began to write literary criticism for the Times Literary Supplement, and she became one of the most accomplished literary critics of the era. Woolf believed that the problem with 19th-century literature was that novelists had focused entirely on the clothing people wore and the food they ate and the things they did. She believed that the most mysterious and essential aspects of human beings were not their possessions or their habits, but their interior emotions and thoughts. She considered her first few novels failures, but then in 1922, she began to read the work of Marcel Proust, who had just died that year. That moved her to write her first masterpiece: Mrs. Dalloway (1925), about all the thoughts that pass through the mind of a middle-aged woman on the day she gives a party. Woolf went on to write many more novels, including To the Lighthouse (1927) and The Waves (1931), but she was also one of the greatest essayists of her generation. In her long essay about women and literature, A Room of One's Own (1929), she wrote: "So long as you write what you wish to write, that is all that matters; and whether it matters for ages or only for hours, nobody can say. But to sacrifice a hair of the head of your vision, a shade of its colour, in deference to some Headmaster with a silver pot in his hand or to some professor with a measuring-rod up his sleeve, is the most abject treachery."  Listen to Miss Woolf speak on Craftsmanship Today is the birthdate of the novelist Colette, born Sidonie-Gabrielle Colette (28 January 1873 – 3 August 1954) in Saint-Sauveur-en-Puisaye in the Burgundy region of France. She is best known as the author of Chéri (1920) and Gigi (1945).  "There are days when solitude, for someone my age, is a heady wine that intoxicates you with freedom, others when it is a bitter tonic, and still others when it is a poison that makes you beat your head against the wall."  Message modifié par son auteur, Jan 28, 2010, 1:20pm. Today, in 1961, Angela Margaret Thirkell, the English and Australian novelist, died. (Born 30 January 1890)  The daughter of a classical scholar, Thirkell was also the cousin of Rudyard Kipling. Her novels, usually peopled with genteel, snobbish characters, are noted for their gentle irony, absurdity of tone, and understated sophistication. Some of her better known novels include Coronation Summer (1937), Pomfret Towers (1938), The Brandons (1939), Northbridge Rectory (1941), Growing Up (1943), Headmistress (1945), Miss Bunting (1946), and The Duke’s Daughter (1951).  The Angela Thirkell Society Three Houses Ankle Deep High Rising Wild Strawberries Trooper to the Southern Cross The Demon in the House O These Men, These Men! The Grateful Sparrow The Fortunes of Harriette August Folly Coronation Summer Summer Half Pomfret Towers The Brandons Before Lunch Cheerfulness Breaks In Northbridge Rectory Marling Hall Growing Up The Headmistress Miss Bunting Peace Breaks Out Private Enterprise Love Among the Ruins Old Bank House County Chronicle The Duke's Daughter Happy Returns Jutland Cottage What Did it Mean? Enter Sir Robert Never Too Late A Double Affair Close Quarters Love at all Ages Three Score and Ten Message modifié par son auteur, Jan 29, 2010, 12:20pm. Today, in 1974, Herbert Ernest Bates, CBE died. (Born. 16 May 1905).  Better known as H. E. Bates, was an English writer and author. His best-known works include Love for Lydia, The Darling Buds of May, and My Uncle Silas. The Vanished World of H. E. Bates Yet another celebrated author, Janet Frame died on this day in 2004. (Born 28 August 1924).  Janet Frame was a novelist, short story writer and poet. Born in Dunedin in 1924, she attended Waitaki Girls’ High School, the University of Otago and Dunedin Teachers’ Training College (1943- 4). In 1947, she entered Seacliff Mental Hospital, near Dunedin, where she was (wrongly) diagnosed as schizophrenic. Her first book, The Lagoon and Other Stories, a collection of short stories written during her eight-year confinement, was published in 1951. After her release, she boarded with the writer Frank Sargeson in Takapuna while she wrote her first novel, Owls Do Cry (1957). After its publication, she left New Zealand for Europe, travelling in the Mediterranean and living for seven years in London. Here, she wrote a further three novels and two collections of short stories. After returning to New Zealand in 1963, she continued to write prolifically and was awarded a Burns Fellowship in 1965. Her sole volume of poetry, The Pocket Mirror, appeared in 1967. Her publication rate slowed somewhat in the decade that followed; in the 1980s, however, she published her acclaimed three-volume autobiography and her last novel, The Carpathians (1988). Frame received many awards and honours in recognition for her writing, and was nominated for the Nobel Prize for Literature. She died of leukemia in late January 2004. Ah, truly a sad day here! Today too, the noted author Mary Margaret ('Mollie') Kaye died. Born 21 August 1908 in Simla, India, Mary spent her early childhood and much of her early-married life there. Her most famous book was The Far Pavilions (1978).  Message modifié par son auteur, Jan 29, 2010, 1:37pm. In Memoriam for our dear Julie's mum, Mrs. Marjory Hudson. May 28th 1915 - January 28th 2010. May flights of angels sing thee to thy rest....  Today, February 1, is the birthdate of Dame Muriel Spark, DBE born in 1918. (d. April 13, 2006)  Muriel Spark Society  On this day, 2 February, 1972, Natalie Clifford Barney an American playwright, poet, novelist and Salonnière died. (B. 31 October 1876)  Ezra Pound was full of homage for Natalie Barney, l'Amazone, as she was called at one time.... She was extremely gracious and no fool to be sure, far less so than Ezra under the circumstances. She could tell a pickle from a clam any day in the week. I admired her and her lovely garden, well kept; her laughing doves, her Japanese servants. There were...women of all descriptions. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a small clique of them sneaking off together into a side room while casting surreptitious glances about them, hoping their exit had not been unnoticed. From the Autobiography of William Carlos Williams Message modifié par son auteur, Fév 2, 2010, 6:04pm. Today, 3 February, is the birthdate of Rosamond Lehmann CBE (D. 12 March 1990).   Rosamond Lehmann was one of the most celebrated writers of the late 1920s and 1930s, famed as much for her beauty and elegance as for her well-crafted interwar novels. Consistently blending romance and loss, her work captures the Zeitgeist of a period much given to nostalgia. Her lasting achievement, however, lies in her acute sense of the tensions and conflicts in women's lives in the interwar years: in the portrayal of the impasse between modernity and convention, between the desire for romance and the need for independence. Various reviews about her bio by Selina Hastings HERE Selina Hastings website Paris Review Interview with Rosamund Lehmann Today is also the birthdate of Gertrude Stein born in 1874 in Pennsylvania. (D. July 27, 1946)  From Before the Flowers of Friendship Faded Faded I love my love with a v Because it is like that I love my love with a b Because I am beside that A king. I love my love with an a Because she is a queen I love my love and a a is the best of them Think well and be a king, Think more and think again I love my love with a dress and a hat I love my love and not with this or with that I love my love with a y because she is my bride I love her with a d because she is my love beside Thank you for being there Nobody has to care Thank you for being here Because you are not there. And with and without me which is and without she she can be late and then and how and all around we think and found that it is time to cry she and I.  The World of Gertrude Stein  (Artist - Chem Handon) Excerpt from Paris was A Woman AND A rather odd 'animation' of Gertrude but you can hear her voice reading....Same Day AND A wave file of Gertrude reading her poem If I Told Him Message modifié par son auteur, Fév 3, 2010, 4:33pm. On this day in 2004, the longest living member of the Bloomsbury Group, Frances Catherine Partridge died. (B. 15 March 1900)  Bloomsbury Laid Bare On this day in 1988, Marghanita Laski died. (B. 24 October 1915.)  She was an English journalist, radio panellist and novelist. Persephone Books have reissued 4 of her books: The Victorian Chaise Lounge, Little Boy Lost, The Village and most recently, To Bed with Grand Music. Also on this day in 1865, Isabella Mary Beeton (née Mayson), died. (B. 12 March 1836)  She is most known for her book The Book of Household Management Comprising information for the Mistress, Housekeeper, Cook, Kitchen-Maid, Butler, Footman, Coachman, Valet, Upper and Under House-Maids, Lady's-Maid, Maid-of-all-Work, Laundry-Maid, Nurse and Nurse-Maid, Monthly Wet and Sick Nurses, etc. etc.—also Sanitary, Medical, & Legal Memoranda: With a History of the Origin, Properties, and Uses of all Things Connected with Home Life and Comfort. Message modifié par son auteur, Fév 6, 2010, 2:24pm. On this day in 1999, Dame Iris Murdoch, passed away after suffering from Alzheimer's. (B. 15 July 1919)  A very interesting 'timeline' for Iris on this rather old website Iris Murdoch Resources Message modifié par son auteur, Fév 8, 2010, 7:56pm. Today in 1941, Elizabeth von Arnim died. Born Mary Annette Beauchamp on 31 August 1866 in Australia.  If anyone belongs to Cambridge's Orlando Project, then you'll be able to read further. HOMEPAGE for Orlando. Message modifié par son auteur, Fév 9, 2010, 3:00pm. On this day in 2007, Elizabeth Jolley died. (B. 4 June 1923)  Caroline Lurie, Elizabeth Jolley' s agent from 1980 to 1993 , writes a beautiful Tribute to Elizabeth On this day in 1996, novelist and muse Lady Caroline Maureen Hamilton-Temple-Blackwood, died. (B. 16 July 1931)  Lady Blackwood's Obituary BIBLIOGRAPHY For All That I Found There The Stepdaughter Great Granny Webster Darling, You Shouldn't Have Gone to So Much Trouble The Fate of Mary Rose Goodnight Sweet Ladies Corrigan On the Perimeter In the Pink: Caroline Blackwood on Hunting The Last of the Duchess On 16 February 1992, the literary world lost one of it's most original voices, Angela Carter. (B. 7 May 1940)  More about Angela Carter at the The Scriptorium Message modifié par son auteur, Fév 17, 2010, 1:04pm. On this day in 1879, Dorothy Canfield Fisher was born in Lawrence, Kansas. (D. 9 November 1958).  The Dorothy Canfield Fisher Children's Book Award Today is the birthday of the woman who wrote "My candle burns at both ends; / It will not last the night; / But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends — / It gives a lovely light!" Edna St. Vincent Millay, the first woman to win the Pulitzer Prize for poetry, was born on this day in 1892 in Rockland, Maine. After being educated at Vassar, she moved to Greenwich Village and lived a Jazz Age Bohemian life, which revolved around poetry and love affairs. She was beautiful and alluring and many men and women fell in love with her. Critic Edmund Wilson asked her to marry him. She said no. He later reflected that falling in love with her "was so common an experience, so almost inevitable a consequence of knowing her in those days." She wrote: "Safe upon the solid rock the ugly houses stand: / Come and see my shining palace built upon the sand!"  "http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edna_St._Vincent_Millay">Edna St. Vincent Millay Afternoon on a Hill I will be the gladdest thing Under the sun! I will touch a hundred flowers And not pick one. I will look at cliffs and clouds With quiet eyes, Watch the wind bow down the grass, And the grass rise. And when lights begin to show Up from the town, I will mark which must be mine, And then start down! Message modifié par son auteur, Fév 22, 2010, 5:36pm. Today in 1996, Marguerite Duras, died. (B. 4 April 1914)  The Saigon of Marguerite Duras Message modifié par son auteur, Mar 3, 2010, 11:54pm.  A Description of Vita Sackville-West From an entry from Woolf's diary dated 21 December, 1925 "I like her and being with her and the splendour--she shines in the grocer's shop in Sevenoaks with a candle lit radiance, stalking on legs like beech trees, pink glowing, grape clustered, pearl hung. That is the secret of her glamour, I suppose." Letter to Virginia Woolf, January 21, 1926 Milan posted in Trieste "I am reduced to a thing that wants Virginia. I composed a beautiful letter to you in the sleepless nightmare hours of the night, and it has all gone: I just miss you, in a quite simple desperate human way. You, with all your un-dumb letters, would never write so elementary a phrase as that; perhaps you wouldn't even feel it. And yet I believe you'll be sensible of a little gap. But you'd clothe it in so exquisite a phrase that it would lose a little of its reality. Whereas with me it is quite stark: I miss you even more than I could have believed; and I was prepared to miss you a good deal. So this letter is just really a squeal of pain. It is incredible how essential to me you have become. I suppose you are accustomed to people saying these things. Damn you, spoilt creature; I shan't make you love me any the more by giving myself away like this --But oh my dear, I can't be clever and stand-offish with you: I love you too much for that. Too truly. You have no idea how stand-offish I can be with people I don't love. I have brought it to a fine art. But you have broken down my defences. And I don't really resent it."  It is the birthday of Victoria Mary Sackville-West, The Hon Lady Nicolson, CH, born at Knole House in 1892. (D. 2 June 1962) A very interesting website for all things Vita A Literary Lunch: Table Of Twelve: Lunch With The Ladies At Foxley Crofton (with credit to The Esoteric Curiosa and Nash Rambler.) Message modifié par son auteur, Mar 10, 2010, 12:56am. Today in 1990, Rosamond Lehmann, died. (B. 3 February 1901) Her birthday was posted in February.  Bibliography: Dusty Answer (1927) A Note in Music (1930) Invitation to the Waltz (1932) The Weather in the Streets (1936) No More Music (1939) The Ballad and the Source (1944) The Gipsy's Baby & Other Stories (1946) The Echoing Grove (1953) The Swan in the Evening: Fragments of an Inner Life (1967) (non-fiction) A Sea-Grape Tree (1976) Moments of Truth (1986) (anthology, non-fiction) Message modifié par son auteur, Mar 12, 2010, 10:59am. Today is the birthdate of Sylvia Beach - born Nancy Woodbridge Beach (1887) in her father's parsonage in Baltimore, Maryland, was one of the leading expatriate figures in Paris between World War I and II. (D. October 5, 1962)  She is also known for assisting James Joyce in the publication of Ulysses  The Literary Traveler on Sylvia Beach and her bookstore, Shakespeare and Company. Shakespeare and Company  AND, on the States Side, a wonderful little B&B on the coast of Oregon, The Sylvia Beach Hotel (Our own Miss Paola slept here!!) Message modifié par son auteur, Mar 14, 2010, 1:06pm.  On this day in 1983 Rebecca West died at the age of ninety. Cicily Fairfield took her pseudonym from the outspoken heroine of Ibsen's Rosmersholm. From her early days writing about suffragettes to her last days writing about Watergate and McLuhan, she lived up to it — as in "...I only know that people call me a feminist whenever I express sentiments that differentiate me from a doormat or a prostitute." This extended even to scoffing at the pseudonym: it was chosen in a hurry, she said, chiefly to pacify her mother, who knew what the family name was in for once her daughter got rolling. Ibsen first taught her that ideas made the world go round, but "I began to realize that Ibsen cried out for ideas for the same reason that men call out for water, because he had not got any." At West's memorial service in 1983, Bernard Levin chose words from Ibsen's heroine to sum up the outlook by which his friend had lived: "Live, work, act. Don't sit here and brood and grope among insoluble enigmas."  The Rebecca West Society Message modifié par son auteur, Mar 15, 2010, 10:51am. Today is the birthdate of Sybille Van Schoenebeck (later Bedford) was born at Charlottenburg, in Brandenburg (then in deep countryside but now part of Berlin) in 1911. (D. 17 February 2006)
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