Word: missed
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...FESTIVAL (NET, 9-10:30 p.m.). As Peggy Lee prepares for a nightclub appearance at the International Hotel in Las Vegas, the steps leading to opening night are recorded, with a delectable lot of Miss Lee's singing along...
...first two novels were A Garden of Earthly Delights (1967) and Expensive People (1968), both studies of frustrated love and self-destruction written with the intensity and control of fine short stories. Even before these books, Miss Gates had established herself as a promising young writer of remarkable power and sensitivity. With the publication of Them at the age of 31, she emerges as that rarity in American fiction, a writer who seems to grow with each new book...
...brother Jules, by contrast, is consumed by passion. In Miss Gates' intensely realistic world, he is a stunted Nietzschean hero, a drifter and petty criminal who lacks the imagination to refine love out of his shapeless longings. Yet he is not without hope. Caught up in Detroit's summer riot, Jules discovers that his best instinct is for "senseless dreamy violence." "Violence can't be singled out from an ordinary day," he tells a TV interviewer after the riot. "Everyone must live through it again and again; there's no end to it, no land...
Eloquent Letter. The Wendells-the "thems" whose histories are desiccated by news accounts and government reports-are not simply victims of economic and social disorder. Miss Gates has taken pains to make them convincing representatives of man's tragic conflict between his need for passionate self-expression and society's restraints...
Joyce Carol Gates' pains, it turns out, were quite personal. As a teacher at the University of Detroit from 1962 to 1967, she first met the "Maureen Wendell" of the novel. She had been a student whom Miss Gates was forced to flunk for an inability to express herself. A few years later "Maureen" wrote Miss Gates an eloquent, obsessional letter about her sense of personal destiny...