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Tag Archives: Frank McCourt
Rejoyce. It’s Bloomsday.
Some men send flowers to commemorate an anniversary. James Joyce wrote Ulysses. Overachiever. On June 15, 1904, young James Joyce sent a note to Nora Barnacle, who was a waitress at Finn’s Hotel. Barnacle (what an apt name) was a … Continue reading
Posted in Books, James Joyce, On This Day, writers
Tagged Bloomsday, E.M. Forster, Edna O'Brien, Ernest Hemingway, Ezra Pound, Ford Madox Ford, Frank McCourt, George Bernard Shaw, Gertrude Stein, Ireland, John Banville, Katherine Mansfield, Stefan Zweig, Sylvia Beach, T.S. Eliot, Ulysses, Vladimir Nabokov, W.B. Yeats, William Carlos Williams
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Recommended Books: Memoirs
More recommendations: Recommended Fiction Recommended Non-Fiction MEMOIRS The Fervent Years: The Group Theatre And The Thirties, by Harold Clurman Probably the most famous of all the Group Theatre-related books. Harold Clurman writes his memories of that time and what those … Continue reading
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Tagged Anjelica Huston, Austria, Baby Doll, Benjamin Franklin, Bruce Springsteen, Carroll Baker, Czechoslovakia, Diane Keaton, Douglas Fairbanks Jr., Elia Kazan, Ellen Terry, Elvis Presley, Frank McCourt, Ginger Rogers, Goldie Hawn, Group Theatre, Harold Clurman, Ireland, James Salter, Jeanette Winterson, John Strasberg, Katharine Hepburn, Kathleen Turner, Lana Turner, Lauren Bacall, Lee Strasberg, Marlon Brando, Maud Gonne, Memoirs, Patricia Bosworth, Primo Levi, Robert Evans, Rosalind Russell, Russia, Shane Leslie, Shelley Winters, Shirley MacLaine, Stefan Zweig, Steve Martin, The Kid Stays In the Picture, Victor Serge, WWII
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The Books: Angela’s Ashes, by Frank McCourt
Daily Book Excerpt: Memoirs: Next book on the Memoir/Letters/Journals shelf is Angela’s Ashes: A Memoir, by Frank McCourt The bare details are harrowing. Five McCourt children: Francis, Malachy, Oliver and Eugene (twins), and Margaret. Margaret died a few weeks after … Continue reading
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Frank McCourt: Joyce’s work has liberated many an artist while his life stands as a lesson for all of us. He suffered greatly: the growing failure of his eyes, the growing madness of his daughter. All his days he skirmished … Continue reading
Tooo many books, Part 3
Over the past month – from my birthday and up to and including Christmas – I have received so many books that I am a bit overwhelmed and feel kind of … well … like I have ADD or something. … Continue reading
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Tagged Buster Keaton, Frank McCourt, Joan Didion, L.M. Montgomery, Robert Kaplan, Samuel Adams, Tennessee Williams
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Happy birthday to Frank McCourt
I read Angela’s Ashes: A Memoir while I was in grad school, and I remember sitting in the hear-a-pin-drop quiet of the New School University library – reading it. I came to the section where young Malachy gets someone’s dentures … Continue reading
Frank McCourt: “The book sings in your head.”
Frank McCourt on “Ulysses”, and the famous readings done at Symphony Space every June 16 – called “Bloomsday on Broadway”: Nineteen sixty-four, the year of my forgettable thesis, was the sixtieth anniversary of Bloomsday. (Richard Ellmann had published his masterly … Continue reading
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Tagged Bloomsday, Frank McCourt, Ulysses
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