Posts Tagged: Nabokov
Four days ago was the anniversary of Vladimir Nabokov’s death and this Paris Review blog remembers the wordsmith/butterfly catcher as the compelling professor and famous author that he became.
There’s even a vague Lady Gaga comparison/reference. And did you know he’s the only author to strictly abide by the self-interview rules?...more
The books I love are those tangled and overflowing: their magic is the product of the trust the author puts in his talent
Nabokov’s Ada, or Ardor: A Family Chronicle is nothing less than brimming, and it writhes in beauty from first to last; it is difficult to deconstruct its brilliance, which is many-branched....more
I was out last week on vacation, but I’m back. And there’s a lot to catch up on. Here goes …...more
Shortly after I posted a story about an author’s experience of book design, I accidentally opened my copy of McSweeney’s 4, which consisted of a box of pamphlets, and I found that one pamphlet comprised an essay by Paul Maliszewski, called “Paperback Nabokov”, about Vladimir Nabokov’s experience of paperback cover design....more
Silencieux is the mute heroine of The Worshipper of the Image, Richard La Galliene’s little known fairy-tale from 1900. She has no body, only a serene face, and as the narrator begins to tell his wife about this extraordinary beauty, any well-schooled early twentieth century intellectual would know exactly which face he meant....more