He will be around forever, thanks to all of his work. I'm sorry he's gone, but he was 83, so it's not a huge shock. I'm just glad he left such a fantastic legacy for the world to enjoy.
Mayor ,'Lies My Parents Told Me'
Literary Buffistas 3: Don't Parse the Blurb, Dear.
There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."
for his own sake I can't begrudge him letting go once he was well and truly ready.
That's how I feel. Not sad so much as moved.
Stanley Fish on The Hunger Games: [link]
Many of the comments are complaints that an essay on a trilogy that was complete almost two years ago contains spoilers.
So people are now adopting a "pictures or it didn't happen" approach to commentary on bestselling books?
I feel mixed about Maurice Sendak -- it's such a loss to all the rest of us, but he had a good long 83-year run, and in all the interviews he'd given over the last decade he sounded increasingly tired and lonely, and the death of his partner never stopped being an ache and a hole in his life. I selfishly want him still around forever and ever (and I hope that if I ever get to visit Dream's library it has a whole annex devoted to everything he never had time to write and draw here), but for his own sake I can't begrudge him letting go once he was well and truly ready.
That is the loveliest and most honest tribute I've heard in a long time. Thank you
Aw, thanks, Cass. I have such a deep soft spot for writers like Sendak and Edward Lear (another writer whose works were anarchic and wild and haunted, and who was himself deeply kind and deeply sad).
ION, OMG the comments on that NYT article. The SPOILER ALERT!!1! comments were actually less physically painful than all the appreciators of Canon-Certified Real Literature getting excessively pompous vapors over Mr. Fish's meditation on the trilogy's themes, which are a clear and stark indicator of the imminent collapse of the entire universe. I swear, I never saw such rampaging self-congratulatorily offended delicate sensibilities in my life. I can't even pick a favorite; they're all so smugly scoldingly overwrought.
The SPOILER ALERT!!1! comments were actually less physically painful than all the appreciators of Canon-Certified Real Literature getting excessively pompous vapors over Mr. Fish's meditation on the trilogy's themes, which are a clear and stark indicator of the imminent collapse of the entire universe.
Although I loved the spoiler!alert guy who said he was trying to recall the article because he forwarded it to his wife who is "in the mist of the 2nd book." She's not the only one in a mist, pal.
Google tells me today is Howard Carter's 138th birthday, which makes me want to read some Amelia Peabody in celebration. (Which is why I posted this in Literary and not Natter.)
I didn't even know where to start on the "we are all doomed because people are reading The Hunger Games instead of Plato in the original Greek" crowd.