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...question Palin never answered is how she plans to make her "difference." A talk show? She demurs (but thanks several "bold and patriotic, fair and balanced" conservative talkers in her book's acknowledgments). A presidential run? "Not on my radar." Her political-action group is offering signed copies of Going Rogue to contributors, though, so politics must at least be on her sonar...
Still, a public figure could get used to the freelance life. Through her book (and Facebook), Palin gets to control her story. The interviews don't involve pop quizzes. And at a reported $5 million for Going Rogue, the paydays are lush. November 2012 is three years off, an eternity in the evolution of a reality-TV star. For now, there's no business like rogue business...
...Knopf; 278 pages)--what there is of it--in an elegant edition, priced at $35, that reproduces each index card on a single page. "Nabokov intended to win his 100-card dash against death but, given the course of events, could not foresee the exact form in which the book would ultimately appear," Dmitri explains in a written interview with TIME. "He was sure, however, that it would appear. He had been working on the novel since 1974 and, when asked in 1976 what three favorite books he was reading and would want to keep, he listed a new translation...
...collection of fragments--"the novel was probably half or one-third 'written' in the strictly technical sense," Dmitri says. It is not a series of consecutive chapters. Nabokov liked to attack his subjects on multiple fronts, from all directions, an approach facilitated by his use of index cards. The book begins at a party attended by a woman named Flora. Her husband is not present, and she slips away to an absentminded tryst with a lover, which Nabokov renders delicately but unsentimentally: "That first surrender of hers was a little sudden, if not downright unnerving. A pause for some light...
...never know. The Original of Laura is a beautiful ruin, like the Venus de Milo, not a novel. To pretend otherwise is wishful thinking, no different from Philip's belief that he can master death. At some moments the book seems to anticipate its shattered future--Nabokov compares Flora to "an unwritten, half-written, rewritten difficult book." That's part of her appeal and, oddly, part of Laura's too. You admire what you can see, and you dream about what might have been...