Word: confesser
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...earlier era, a contemporary of Scott Fitzgerald, Ernest Hemingway and Sinclair Lewis. "I've never been able to read Norman Mailer," he complained in 1967. "Mailer is a dirty Saroyan." Bernard Malamud and William Styron received the same short shrift. Most young writers, however, confess to at least a degree of admiration for O'Hara. "He has more genius than talent," John Updike wrote in 1966. "Very little censoring went on in his head, but his best stories have the flowing ease and surprisingness of poems...
...very, very arranged and solide, like her opinions: On minis v. midis: "I dress in whatever way excites the man I'm with." On movies: "I confess it, I love the camera. When it's not on me I'm not quite alive." On acting: "As soon as they say 'Action' I can smell in the first two seconds whether I am going to get on the wave or not. And if you don't get on you have this disastrous feeling, I can tell you-it's like love without climax...
...favored conviction on both counts for all and admitted that there was not one of the defendants she really liked: "Half a chicken is better than none at all. We were all anxious to go home." Jurors are often moved by just such sentiments, but they rarely confess it so bluntly...
Draconian Rulings. Few lawyers would agree with his conclusion. But even Administration officials who favored the prosecution privately confess to dismay at Judge Hoffman's performance as trial judge. They feel that he was too old and too insensitive for the task, and that his Draconian rulings and severe contempt sentences obscured the charges against the defendants. However, Deputy Attorney General Richard Kleindienst put a cheerful face on the outcome. "We think it's a good result," he said. "We felt the evidence justified conviction on the conspiracy charge, but that's what juries are for." Kleindienst...
...visions anymore-it is word in great disfavor, we are learning to live without visions-and yet without them without dreams of finding a way out, of bringing it all together, what is there left to write about that gives us a chance of going on from here? Confess your fears, deny your hopes, show love, pain, disgust, but something more has got to be there if the writing is to generate any more of a reaction than an indifferent "So what...