Word: authored
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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Please don't get the wrong idea. The author of this essay is no one's idea of a wild Dionysiac. That, in a way, is the point. The desire to get high occasionally is not restricted to a small self-destructive minority. It's shared by the most boring and respectable citizens...
...lines could form at the bookshops. As this classic supply-and- demand problem mocked Marxist economics, the cost of the novel rose from the official price of 2.5 rubles ($4.20) to an extortionist 25 rubles on the black market. Plans at Sovietsky Pisatel and Moskovsky Rabochy, the popular author's two publishers, call for at least 2.4 million additional hardbacks in Russian, plus editions in Ukrainian, Armenian, Lithuanian, Estonian and Latvian...
...hard to see why the late Jacqueline Susann, author of the no-qual best seller Valley of the Dolls, got so upset. All Truman Capote had done was to mention to Johnny Carson, on the Tonight show, that Susann looked "like a truck driver in drag." No offense there. "Bitchy, yes; malicious, no," Capote explained in a letter to Susann's attorney, Louis Nizer, after she filed suit. Capote went on to praise Nizer's own letter to him as well written: "If only your client . . . had your sense of style!" Susann took this badly and caricatured Capote...
...living," as Bandleader Artie Shaw said at his funeral, was always his own best character. He lived an outrageous life, mostly against society's grain, and invented gaudy lies to pad out the occasional dull spots (an early dust-jacket blurb had him dancing on a Mississippi riverboat). Author Clarke, a TIME contributor, sorts out the nonsense, the brilliance and the bitchiness of Capote's life in what is the liveliest and rowdiest literary biography in recent memory...
...slim novel Capote produced at 23 was Other Voices, Other Rooms, which told of the painful growing up of a sensitive Southern child named Joel Knox, widely assumed to be a stand-in for the author. It was well written and convincingly atmospheric, with no word out of place. But what made Other Voices a sensation was an extravagantly campy photo of Capote on the dust jacket, reclining on a couch, wearing bangs and a look of degenerate satiation. His sexual orientation could not have been clearer if he had held a rose between his teeth...