by Martha Anne Toll
Despite vast differences in wealth, status, ancestry, time, and setting, the eight-year-old girl in John Singer Sargent’s The Daughters of Edward Darley Boit haunts me. Why? Continue reading
I am deeply aware that “truth” can be debated; all I can do as a writer is convey the truth that I’ve deduced from evidence. Each person coming to that evidence may find a different way of expressing inferences. A biography, after all, is the intersection of my own biography—my experiences, people I’ve known, my personality— with that of my subject. Continue reading
by Lisa Peet
Roché may have been a senior citizen when he wrote Jules et Jim in 1943—it was eventually published by Gallimard some ten years later—but he was young at heart. He was in the right place at the right Bohemian time for most of his life. Continue reading
