The village of Holcomb stands on the high wheat plains of western Kansas, a lonesome area that other Kansans call “out there.
Not long after midnight on April 14, 1965, the murderers depicted in Truman Capote’s true-crime book, In Cold Blood, were executed. The writer was in attendance.
You never realize how much of your background is sewn into the lining of your clothes.
Happy 86th birthday, Tom Wolfe! Though he is known for his dapper white suit and his association with New Journalism, the author also has an athletic side—in his college years Wolfe was a pitcher who earned a tryout with the New York Giants.
What and how much had I lost by trying to do only what was expected of me instead of what I myself had wished to do?
Ralph Ellison (born March 1, 1914) took about six years to write his first novel, Invisible Man, which won a National Book Award. His second, Juneteenth, had a harder road. First, 300 pages of the manuscript burned in a house fire, then he wrote 2,000 pages that were pared down and published posthumously.
Chaos often breeds life, when order breeds habit.
Historian Henry Adams (born February 16, 1838) published his memoirs, titled The Education of Henry Adams, privately. After his death they were reissued and won the Pulitzer Prize.
Look at the sky: that is for you. Look at each person’s face as you pass them on the street: those faces are for you. And the street itself, and the ground under the street, and the ball of fire underneath the ground: all these things are for you.
Happy 43rd birthday, Miranda July! The multi-faceted artist’s oeuvre is a testament to trying your hand at everything—she has made work as a writer, musician, filmmaker, actor, and visual artist.
Over the river and through the wood
To grandfather’s house we go
Lydia Maria Francis Child
American activist Lydia Maria Child (born February 11, 1802) may have been the first prominent abolitionist to advocate immediate emancipation without compensation to slave owners—she also wrote anti-slavery fiction. However, Child is best known for her children’s poem, Over the River and Through the Wood.
Sometimes thou seem’st not as thyself alone, But as the meaning of all things that are.
Dante Gabriel Rossetti
February 10, 1862: Poet Dante Gabriel Rossetti’s wife, Lizzie Siddal, died 152 years ago today. At her funeral the distraught husband lay the only manuscript of his poems to rest in his wife’s coffin. Seven years later, he had her body exhumed and retrieved his work.