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...Prince" whose most memorable work anatomized corruption in the more rapacious forms of entertainment: boxing (The Harder They Fall and it should be noted that Schulberg was former chief boxing correspondent for Sports Illustrated), TV and radio (A Face in the Crowd) and the movie business itself (his 1941 novel What Makes Sammy Run?). Two 1940s books and a few '50s movies may seem a small canon of work for a writer who lived so long, but Schulberg's oeuvre had an immediate impact and a lasting legacy...
Give up? I didn't know what to say. She was in her forties, or fifties maybe, and had spent a decade working on this novel. I wanted to shake her. I mean, what the fuck do I know? I'm just an intern. I don’t want to be responsible for crushing her dream, for crushing anyone's dreams...
...Kinds of wine—CHEAP, DECENT, and GOOD—that are served at Schiller's at 131 Rivington Street, the inspiration for novelist Richard Price's Cafe Berkmann in his acclaimed 2008 novel Lush Life, which explores the conflicting identities of the neighborhood through the murder of a Lower East Side hipster by a street kid. The influx of well-off young people has been controversial. The Lower East Side Jewish Conservancy derisively calls the changes "hipification" and "Yupification...
...fitting that as I was writing my previous book, an historical novel called Heyday published in 2007, I turned 50. Once your life has lasted a full historical unit of time - half a century! - and assuming you've been paying reasonably close attention, "history" becomes less of a bookish abstraction about treaties and battles and bills and dates, and begins to acquire a more palpable reality. Around age 50, I started to feel, in ways I really hadn't when I was younger, as if I could see and feel the rhythms of history. The year of my birth...
...wonder that as I became middle-aged, I decided to write an historical novel. And then, by plunging deeply into research for a couple of years in order to invent my fictional version of 1848 - the year Heyday begins - I became even more attuned to the arcs and patterns of history. Indeed, I became hopelessly addicted to the Long View. Last fall, as Wall Street crashed and a very grim New York City future looked very plausible, my historian's tic kicked in again. In my New York magazine column I compulsively imagined the present from the future...