by Cynthia Miller Coffel
The more frequently-told story suggests that either Taylor or her publishers, in that decade of conformity after the Second World War and before the feminism of the 1960s, did not want to represent the author as a person with literary ambitions. Continue reading
by Vicraj Gill
That Bloomer Diana Athill . . . regards death as openly and unflinchingly as James does is evident in her recent piece for The Guardian . . . In the essay, Athill describes how as a teenager she made a point of regularly contemplating death. Continue reading
“Age eighty, (minus not quite three) thermometer eighty, (plus rather more than four) must be accepted as an excuse my very dear Anthony both by you and my highly valued correspondent for not having acknowledged your very precious packet earlier. I am in truth grown most woefully idle, and, worse still, most woefully lazy, and this symptom is both new and disagreeable to me.” Continue reading
by Cynthia Miller Coffel
She was always clear that she wrote for money . . . but she was a critic of society as well: many of her novels were arguments for social reform; one critic calls her a “maternal feminist.” Continue reading
