Word: fictioners
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...poet such activity may be inevitable, and for Robert Johnston it is not completely fatal. The major function remaining to contemporary poets after the depredations of fiction, history, and science, seems to be the destruction of cliches. The struggles with words which characterize Johnston's newest poem may well be a significant poetic achievement...
Britain's A. L. Rowse is to history what C. S. Forester is to fiction. Rowse heroes-Sir Francis Drake, Sir Richard Grenville, Sir Winston Churchill-all carry the inimitable Horatio Hornblower stamp and are portrayed by Rowse in the way Sir Winston was advised by Lady Lavery to paint: "Splash into the turpentine, wallop into the blue and white, frantic flourish on the palette . . . large, fierce strokes and slashes ... on the absolutely cowering canvas." In the second of his two volumes on the Spencer-Churchill families (TIME, Oct. 1, 1956), Rowse splashes and wallops his way from...
Ingenious Blend. But can Sam be proved to be Stiller? That is the question-and it is one that has always intrigued the theologians and philosophers who have delved into the problem of personal identity. "Good Swiss commonsense" knows that "Sam White" is the fiction of a desperate man who is determined to escape not only from his past but from the self by which he is known to others. But the Stiller beneath the Sam is equally sure that there is much more in him than others can perceive: by running away to the New World and becoming "another...
...admire a man who has made fiction a profession, who can turn out a novel in six weeks to ten months, even if he lacks artistry or conviction. If he can tell a story--and Caldwell can--he's entertaining. "I wouldn't try to tell anyone how to become a writer or try to influence anyone's style, but I hope that my example is occasionally an inspiration." Caldwell's approach is disarmingly bland and frank. He's not an old lecher, and he's probably a lot softer than he was in the Depression years, but he still...
...sort of rich man's Fu Manchu, Dr. No is one of the less forgettable characters in modern fiction. He is 6 ft. 6, and looks like "a giant venomous worm wrapped in grey tin-foil." For hands he has "articulated steel pincers," which he habitually taps against his contact lenses, making a "dull ting." Dr. No's hobby is torture ("I am interested in pain"). Bond survives Dr. No's inventive obstacle course from electric shocks to octopus hugs, buries his tormentor alive under a small mountain of guano, and rescues the girl from a fate...