Monday, September 26, 2011

The talented Mr. Dickens ...

... Claire Tomalin: 'Writing induces melancholy. You're alone, a hermit' | Interview | Books | The Observer. (Hat tip, Dave Lull.)

Tomalin's book, a page-turner, seems to me to be an effective reproof to those who, like Michael Holroyd, believe literary biography to be in its death throes. But what does she think? Are publishers going to dispense with fat lives? "No! I think people are always saying things are over. Fiction has been regularly over since the 19th century. You can't entirely talk about books in groups like that. Some work and some don't. Clearly, we have got a public with a shorter attention span, but there is also this great interest in history. I'm devoted to Michael. He's adorable. But I rather think he's enjoying being Cassandra about this."

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