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According to Coles, Springsteen heard about the class from a friend in New York. He then contacted Coles because of his specific interest in novelist Walker Percy. Coles says the musician had carried on a correspondence with Percy before the author's death...
LORD JEFFREY ARCHER is a novelist and Conservative Party politician; he is also a likely candidate for mayor of London...
...those overweening lists and counterlists of 100 greatest novels that provoked such harrumphing a few months ago mentioned the remarkable British novelist Patrick O'Brian. This, his beguiled readers could argue, demeans not O'Brian but the lists. To O'Brian loyalists--readers and re-readers, hangers-about on the O'Brian website, buyers of O'Brian calendars, dictionaries, three-cornered hats (a lie) and period foul-weather gear (another)--what might be open to dispute is whether to reserve, say, one slot high on a new "greatest" roster, or 18 or 20 places very close...
...Anthony of Padua, patron saint of lost objects. The saints are distinguished by their virtue and piety, and it is remarkable how few practitioners of the arts there are among them. The only painter ever canonized was St. Luke, but he was one of the four Evangelists. No novelist or dramatist has ever been elevated to sainthood. Nobody, in the eyes of the church, ever tap-danced his or her way up the stairway to paradise. And the celestial city does not seem to have needed architects, since (one presumes) God designed...
...Alas, the main target of his lust is Marie Charpillon, a smart little tart who is rather more skillful at keeping Giacomo Casanova out of her petticoats than he is at getting into them. The thrusts and ploys of this frustrated courtship are stylishly recounted by an English-born novelist, expanding upon an episode in his subject's vast memoir. Miller's limning of London in 1763 and 1764, with its acrid stenches and incessant rains, has the picturesque grunge of a Hogarth sketch...