Word: novelistically
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: during 1960-1969
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...very exhausting," he was later heard to say. "I had to climb into her room at night.") By the time he came back, Alma had become the wife of Walter Gropius, the German architect, whom she subsequently divorced in order to live with and eventually marry Franz Werfel, the novelist...
Such overexposure might well decrease, not increase, the public use of obscenity. No one throws a bomb that has no bang. Take the example of Esquire, which published Norman Mailer's scatological novel An American Dream five years ago (but asked Novelist Bernard Malamud last fall to change two obscene phrases in a short story; he refused, and the Atlantic printed the story and the two phrases). "We're using four-letter words less and less just because they've surfaced," says Editor Harold Hayes. "They're losing their force." This spring he plans to publish...
...Greyer World. "I've been working too freakin' hard," says Breslin. "I want to escalate my standard of living." So even though he admits to being "an unlettered bum" who has read nothing murkier than Hemingway and Steinbeck, Mr. Breslin is turning novelist. His first novel isn't quite finished, but MGM has already bought the screen rights for $250,000, plus a cut of the gross. Titled The Gang That Couldn't Shoot Straight, it is about the lighter side of the Mafia. To command those prices, Jimmy's agent must be a Sicilian...
...best of the novellas is a strong and subtle study of growing old. In an anguished narration, a literary woman of 60 (Novelist de Beauvoir is 61) watches herself deteriorate into shrewish fury as her stable world shifts and then resettles, diminished, along the fault line of age. She realizes, at first only with impatience, that her husband is willfully allowing himself to become old. Nothing interests him. He is a respected scientist, but he says he has not had a fresh idea in 15 years, and he repeats the aphorism that "Great scientists are valuable to science...
PORTNOY'S COMPLAINT should do for novelist Philip Roth what Levy's advertisements did for Jewish rye. Not that it has ever been necessary for one to be Jewish in order to like Roth. When compared to the brooding and melancholic that seems so irrepressible in much of Bellow and Malamud, Roth's treatment of the American Jew has always been relentlessly comic--even if sometimes bitterly so. Bellow's Jews--optimistic characters like Augie March included--seem to have been wandering ever since the Diaspora began. Meanwhile, Malamud has drifted back into Czarist Russia to find realities analogous...