Word: slickness
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...Slick Flop. He had come, it seemed, to an art style of his own after a good many years of following other people's. "At seven," he says, "I was definitely modernistic in outlook. My first painting was rather like a fumbling Matisse." He grew up to paint slick surrealist canvases. When he showed 30 of them in Dublin three years ago, he sold only two or three; when he hauled out more than 100 in his own Belfast, not a one was sold. Middleton supported his wife and three children by working as a damask designer...
...says Sell, "every time I go through a magazine I'm like an old fire horse. When I hear the bell, and see the smoke and flame, it always gets me up." Last week the 59-year-old fire horse went back into harness as editor of slick, sophisticated Town & Country...
...than he already is. Even more than in his previous novels, he deals with a subject which will interest millions of people who can easily fit themselves into the place of Charley Gray, Mr. Marquand's protagonist. In addition, "Point of No Return" is written in a style so slick and even that one glides through it effortlessly, like sliding down a bannister...
...Barrel. Brandt offered his next story to the Satevepost, and Post Editor George Horace Lorimer liked it at once. For the next two decades, at top rates ($500 to $3,000 for short stories, $30,000 to $40,000 for serials), Marquand's name was synonymous with surefire slick writing. In those days, says Marquand, "I was a simple little boy in the lower echelons, naive about literature and the world in general, just a good boy trying to conform. I thought John Dos Passos was a terrible yellow belly for griping about the war." But at the time...
...appalled that "Hemingway, one of our best writers, has never gotten it." Yet the creation of George Apley (and perhaps the winning of the Pulitzer) made further truck with Mr. Moto distasteful to his creator. He went on writing about Moto, "but it gradually came over me that slick-magazine writing -where the hero slips on a banana peel and the heiress falls in love with him and they get married and go off to Monte Carlo-was baloney. It was very late and very slowly and largely in a spirit of revolt against this business that I began...