Word: fictioneers
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Island's only fiction, "Grisha's Dream," by Gus Magrinat, is a vigorous little story about a moribund "retired intellectual." ("An intellectual is a man who has never forgotten his subconscious. A retired intellectual is an old man who, after years of grappling with himself, finds his intellect wandering like a knight errant and his appetites spent in a trickle of compulsions.") Magrinat's narrative is so engaging and moves so quickly that you are likely to find Grisha dead and the story finished before you realize that you've become pretty fond of the grandfatherly, lonesome eccentric...
Bernard Malamud, visiting lecturer in the freshman seminar program, has won the 1967 National Book Award for fiction for his novel, The Fixer...
...Playboy also dipped into the ribald classics; despite constant mining, the Boccaccio and De Maupassant vein is still running strong. In the early days, name writers shunned Playboy. Today, Vladimir Nabokov, James Baldwin, Kenneth Tynan, Herbert Gold, Ray Bradbury and Ken Purdy regularly provide respectable material. This upgrading of fiction is largely due to Auguste Comte Spectorsky,* 56, who was hired from NBC by Hefner to bring some New York know-how and sophistication (a favorite Playboy word) to the magazine. "Spec" has done that and more. Last summer he hired as fiction editor Robie Macauley, who had been running...
When the time comes for the historian to get the sense of what life was like for the British between and during the two big wars, he will be better off turning to fiction than to journalism. Evelyn Waugh's Sword of Honor trilogy will serve for a start. For a finish, he can wrap up the whole era with Anthony Powell's incalculably brilliant series, The Music of Time. In The Soldier's Art, the eighth novel in this marathon enterprise,* Powell, now 61, brings his narrator hero, Nick Jenkins, into his second year of World...
...shows that six previous survivors of the Powell epic are killed off in this novel. In Powell's war, only the rotters flourish-notably Kenneth Widmerpool, whose humorless egomania and bounderish one-upmanship have won him critical status as one of the great comic creations of modern English fiction. He is now on the make as a staff major, a virtuoso of bumf, and he chews poor Jenkins' ear in a war of total paper...