Word: novelists
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Last week, hundreds of U.S. and Canadian readers were following the intellectual problem of fictional Arthur Tyndall; as he learned more about Toronto University, they learned too. Warden Tyndall was the hero of a new novel by a front-ranking Canadian novelist and short-story writer, 45-year-old Morley Callaghan (They Shall Inherit the Earth, Such Is My Beloved). Actually, Tyndall's purpose (and Callaghan's) was to do more than unravel the character of Toronto: it was to raise money...
...knew a little more. In 1930, on a trip through Africa and the Middle East, Novelist Evelyn Waugh had dined with Besse on the roof of his home in Aden. Waugh had described him (under the pseudonym of M. Leblanc) in When the Going Was Good: "He talked of Abyssinia, where he had heavy business undertakings ... he expressed his contempt for the poetry of Rimbaud . . ." He thrived on risk and had made and lost more than one fortune. He liked shark-infested waters: it made swimming more interesting...
...Critic Ralph Thompson pointed out in the New York Times Sunday Book Review, there was nothing really so surprising about Douglas' victory. "Those who hope to qualify as No. 1 popular novelist," wrote Thompson, "had better follow the formula . . .1) operate within a historical, costumed setting, or 2) develop a devotional theme. The Big Fisherman does both. The Naked and the Dead does neither...
...novel, The Hollow of the Wave, Author Newhouse, 36, has jumped the party line, but he seems to have lost his novelist's direction in the process. Neil Miller, his hero and narrator, is a cynical ex-hobo (Newhouse rode the rods in his day, too) who works in a New York publishing house; his aim is to save $1,000 and escape from it all on a tramp steamer. Larry, the publisher, is a serious, decent, do-gooding young millionaire who wants to put out good books but is completely dominated by his Communist staff...
...their individual despair. Even the Communists' victory over a bewildered liberal seems of no more interest to Author Newhouse than it does to his hero, who acts as if he expected defeat all along and manages to shrug it off. Having dived from his old Marxist crest, Novelist Newhouse himself seems still to be washing about in the hollow of the wave...