Word: brinig
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...editorials, had resigned instead to free-lance in London. Died. Dr. Dorothy Scarborough, 58, author, associate professor of English at Columbia University where she conducted a popular course in novel and short-story writing; after brief illness; in Manhattan. Among her onetime pupils: Authors Tess Slesinger (The Unpossessed), Myron Brinig (This Man Is My Brother). Died. Rev. William Ashley ("Billy") Sunday, 72, famed evangelist; of heart disease; in Chicago (see p. 46). Died. Walter Lowrie Fisher, 73, Chicago lawyer and traction expert, Secretary of the Interior under President Taft; of coronary thrombosis; in Hubbard Woods, Ill. Died. Henry Fairfield Osborn...
...FLUTTER OF AN EYELID-Myron Brinig-Farrar & Rinehart...
...Tiffany Thayer were a great deal better writer, this is the kind of book he might write. Phantasmagoria laid in a wilder California than mortal eye has seen. The Flutter of an Eyelid promises more than it performs, but puts on a garishly entertaining show. Says Author Brinig, through one of his characters: "It occurs to me that a writer ought to have both vegetables and flowers in his books. He ought to have everything in his books. The old idea of being one thing at a time, a romanticist or a realist, hardly fits in with the times...
...being a carbon copy, slightly blurred at the edges, of "Singermann." The failure this time of the author to portray this particular phase of the American scene is primarily due of the American scene is primarily due to the besetting sin of his reliance on "local color." Mr. Brinig has grown up in the city he pictures, he knows its legends and its individuality at first hand--and he had done nothing more than photograph them. He makes no attempt to interpret the originality of his scene, but is content merely to reproduce. The reproduction, too, suffers from the immense...
...there, but his efforts to prove "the torrent and ecstasy of life" are hopelessly inadequate. The love of John Donnelly, a raw Irish miner, for Zola, an alluring if somewhat incongruous prostitute, forms what plot and motivation there is. With a painstaking that is almost embarrassing. Mr. Brinig devotes himself to an exhaustive analysis of his characters, and finally they, under this pressure, disappear into a rarified atmosphere, incompatible with the gusto of his background. The hero has been on dowed with a sensitive and poetic nature that it patently ridiculous in view of his mentality...