Word: fictional
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Love, Author Mitford draws the political stings from most of these flesh & blood characters, remodels them into a charmed family circle that is as sparkling and daft as a fairy tale. In addition to a lovely heroine who does just what the title suggests, Pursuit stars one of contemporary fiction's best-loved character types-a father who combines the behavior of Ivan the Terrible with the heart of Spencer Tracy...
Wigs & Tories. But even Linda's ducal grand passion conforms to the general tone of The Pursuit of Love-which plays on the surface of life so wittily and deftly that it makes far better fiction than, say, the leaden soundings of James T. Farrell. It excels in fluent, natural descriptions of English country life (that peculiar combination of rigorous and relaxed living), in its feminine lightness, and in its sharp summings-up of occasional characters-such as prematurely balding Lord Fort William, whose "hair seemed to be slipping off backwards, like an eiderdown in the night," and Linda...
Taylor Caldwell, authoress of the current No. 1 fiction best-seller (This Side of Innocence), gave a Manhattan reporter an interview which made her look like Olivia Twist. She was not disciplined as a child, she told the New York Post-she was "brutalized." She nearly went blind for lack of glasses. She was put to work in a bindery at 15, lost most of her hair in a machine, later "made $22 a week in an office job-and got 65? of it for myself." She finally got through high school at 25, college...
...Publisher Patterson and his regal, grey-haired second wife, the former Mary King,* read them while breakfasting in bed. Daily, they caught a commuters' train to Manhattan, with a bodyguard riding the seat behind them. At the office, where Mrs. Patterson was women's editor and fiction buyer, her husband paid morning calls on the Sunday room, city room, picture department...
...Borgia in his glory. It is also an ironical sermon on the unchanging wonders of human nature. Novelist Maugham, now 72, denies that he preaches sermons of any kind. Said he recently: "I think it is an abuse to use the novel as a pulpit or a platform. . . . Fiction is an art, and the purpose of art is not to instruct, but to please...