#mary hemingway

[alllovenohate7]

Worry a little bit every day and in a lifetime you will lose a couple of years. If something is wrong, fix it if you can. But train yourself not to worry. Worry never fixes anything.

—MARY (MRS. ERNEST) HEMINGWAY

[dynamobooks]

Dave Sim & Gerhard: Form & Void (2001)

[twooboomoomoo]

✨Wack-An-Author!!!✨

Pick a dead classic author from this poll that you'd personally want to punch!! This is all fun in games, I love bullying dead people 💛.

Listen everyone wants to beat up Lovecraft. That's a given, no competition. So he's not here.

[literaryvein-reblogs]

Writing Prompt: The Last Lines

Choose one of the last lines of these literary works, and either create a new story/poem or continue writing the story...

“He was soon borne away by the waves, and lost in darkness and distance.” —Mary Shelley, Frankenstein; or, The Modern Prometheus (1818)

“After all, tomorrow is another day.” —Margaret Mitchell, Gone With the Wind (1936)

“She looked up and across the barn, and her lips came together and smiled mysteriously.” —John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath (1939)

“So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.” —F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby (1925)

“Are there any questions?” —Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid’s Tale (1985)

“Yes,” I said. “Isn’t it pretty to think so?” —Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises (1926)

“She called in her soul to come and see.” —Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God (1937)

“There was the hum of bees, and the musky odor of pinks filled the air.” —Kate Chopin, The Awakening (1899)

“It’s funny. Don’t ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody.” —J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye (1951)

“The eyes and faces all turned themselves towards me, and guiding myself by them, as by a magical thread, I stepped into the room.” —Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (1963)

If this writing prompt inspires you in any way, please tag me, or leave a link in the replies. I would love to read your work!

more last lines

[heatherfield]

I just wanted to have a nice dinner. Gathering the most brilliant minds in literature? Ha, ha, ha! Something was bound to happen.

Edgar Allan Poe’s Murder Mystery Dinner Party (2016) [x]

Bonus:

[alifethatilove]

Love is also a violence, and cannot be undone.

?// Susan Sontag// For Your Own Good, Leah Horlick// Bloodsport, Yves Olade// I'm not calling you a liar, Florence + the machine// Flowers of Flesh and Blood, Nicole Dollanganger// Bright Dead Things, Ada Limón// The Winner's Kiss, Marie Rutkoski// I will remove my teeth for I want to remain kind despite my anger, Kuma// The Garden of Eden, Ernest Hemmingway.

[failbrothers]

on the nature of love.

Hermann Hesse, Crisis: Pages from a Diary; “The Seducer” / Anna Akhmatova, The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova / Jamie T - Tinfoil Boy, cover / Azra T / Ada Limón, “The Good Fight” / Marie Rutkoski, The Winner's Kiss / Angela Carter, “The Erl-King” / Indigo De Souza - Sleep Talking / ? / Ernest Hemingway, “The Garden of Eden” / Catherine Breillat / Blue Velvet (1986)

[araekniarchive]

hello! absolutely love your webs, i was wondering if you have done any on the warmth of love? thanks

Mary Lambert, She Keeps Me Warm

Nikos Kazantzakis, Zorba the Greek

Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

@porchwood, When the Moon Fell in Love with the Sun

Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

Ruby Dee (attrib.)

Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast

[workingonit-currently]

[peggy-elise]

Helen Hayes and Gary Cooper in Farewell to Arms 1932 ⛑

[diorrgrl]

Famous Last Worlds

This wallpaper and I are fighting a duel to the death.Either it goes I do.

-Oscar Wilde

Lord help my poor soul.

-Edgar Allan Poe

Last words are for fools who haven’t said enough.

-Karl Marx

Money can’t buy life.

-Bob Marley

I hope the exist is joyful and hope never to return.

-Frida Kahlo

Love on another

-George Harrison

Goodnight, my kitten.

-Ernest Hemingway

Drink to me,drink to my health.You know I can’t drink anymore.

-Pablo Picasso

Pardon me sir, I didn’t mean to.

(Bumped into the executioner on the way to the guillotine)

-Marie Antoinette

One last drink, please.

-Jack Daniel

[20th-century-scrapbook]

Ernest Hemingway and his wife Mary Welsh Hemingway on a boat crossing the Atlantic in the 1960s.Credit...Getty Images

[crafantale]

My Call of Cthulhu investigators face build

Actress based on Mary Pickford and Gloria Swanson in their late teens

Author based on Ernest Hemingway and F. Scott Fitzgerald in their 40s

Doctor of Medicine based on Dr. Agnes Bennett and Mary Sturge

Journalist based on journalists Al Blixt and Walter Winchell

Faber Castell pencils on Artista Pad

Brightness/Contrast adjustment and signature in Photoshop CS4

No unauthorized use/edit/repurpose/scraping especially but not limited to non fungible tokens and machine learning

Reblog/Share/Copy Link

No Repost

[papersniffer]

"Writing is different. Ordinary people don't understand. Other people get into occupations by accident or design; but writers are born. We have to write. I have to write. I could work at selling motels, or slopping hogs, for fifty years, but if someone asked my occupation, I'd say writer, even if I'd never sold a word. Writers write. Other people talk." - W.P. Kinsella - Shoeless Joe (book that inspired Field of Dreams)

[ultraozzie3000]

America's Sweetheart

Above: A scene from Mary Pickford’s 1922 film Tess of the Storm Country. (Library of Congress) In today’s celebrity-saturated culture it is difficult to find a parallel to silent film star Mary Pickford, who was dubbed Queen of the Movies more than a century ago. Indeed, during the 1910s and 1920s Pickford was regarded as the most famous woman in the world. April 7, 1934 cover by Rea…

[buzzdixonwriter]

Outta Da Ballpark

The term “masterpiece” gets bandied about a lot.

It’s come to mean the crème de la crème, the ne plus ultra of any creative soul, but the reality is it’s the benchmark that determines if you’re good enough to be considered a master.

In short, not the best, but better than anything you’ve done before.

In contemporary parlance, however, it means something universally recognized and acknowledged as the best of the best.

We can argue about how we define “best” but when we look at writers (and we’ll focus solely on novelists this time out), we can judge their output by their batting average.

In other words, how many times did they swing, and how many times did they score?

Like baseball, it’s possible to:

Swing and miss

Swing and hit but not get on base

Swing and hit a single / double / triple

Swing and hit a home run. 

We’re going to focus just on the home runs (i.e., their best known works, the ones readers around the world instantly recognize to this day when you mention the title) and only those published in their lifetime (more than a few had completed manuscripts in the hopper when they died). 

And I’m not interested in doubles or triples, as praiseworthy as they are.  Nope, only clear cut outta-da-ballpark hits here, nothing less

Jane Austen Lifetime at bats:  4 books One home run: Pride And Prejudice

Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley Lifetime at bats:  6 books One home run: Frankenstein

Nathaniel Hawthorne Lifetime at bats:  17 books One home run: The Scarlet Letter

Charles Dickens Lifetime at bats:  22 books Four home runs: A Christmas Carol Oliver Twist Great Expectations A Tale Of Two Cities

Herman Melville Lifetime at bats:  11 books One home run: Moby Dick

Alexandre Dumas Lifetime at bats:  48 books Two home runs: The Three Musketeers The Count Of Monte Cristo

Victor Hugo Lifetime at bats:  11 books Two home runs: The Hunchback Of Notre Dame Les Miserables

Jules Verne Lifetime at bats:  54 books Four home runs: Journey To The Center Of The Earth From The Earth To The Moon + 20,000 Leagues Under The Sea Around The World In 80 Days

+  now typically published as one volume with its sequel All Around The Moon

Mark Twain Lifetime at bats:  41 books Two home runs: The Adventures Of Tom Sawyer The Adventures Of Huckleberry Finn

Booth Tarkington Lifetime at bats:  40 books Zero home runs

H.G. Wells Lifetime at bats:  51 books Three home runs: The Time Machine The War Of The Worlds The Invisible Man

Edgar Rice Burroughs Lifetime at bats:  71 books One home run: Tarzan Of The Apes

Ernest Hemingway Lifetime at bats:  9 books Three home runs: The Sun Also Rise A Farewell To Arms For Whom The Bell Tolls

John Steinbeck Lifetime at bats:  27 books Three home runs: Of Mice And Men The Grapes Of Wrath East Of Eden

Jack Kerouac Lifetime at bats:  14 books One home run: On The Road

Joseph Heller Lifetimes at bat:  6 books One home run: Catch-22

Ray Bradbury Lifetime at bats:  11 books + Two home runs: The Martian Chronicles Fahrenheit 451

+ counting only novels, not short story collections

For those asking “Where are Edgar Allen Poe and Arthur Conan-Doyle and Ian Fleming and Harlan Ellison?” the answer is they either wrote mostly short stories and no novels of lasting consequence, or they wrote series fiction, not standalone works, and while everyone knows who their series’ characters are, most people would be hard pressed to name a single novel from those series unless they had been filmed as mega-hit movies (Hound Of The Baskervilles excepted).

Burroughs gets mentioned because Tarzan Of The Apes is a fairly well written for an artefact of its era.  He wrote several series of books, his pattern being to turn in two or three engrossing first volumes then, once on the hook for that $weet $weet $weet $equel $erie$ ca$h, started slumming out the follow-ups.  Burroughs could write well when he put his mind to it, and his best later fiction are those rare occasions when he chose to indulge in wickedly insightful self-parody.

And for those wondering “Hoodafuq is Booth Tarkington?” the answer is one of the most famous, important, and influential American writers of the early to mid-20th century, a two-time Pulitzer Prize winner, and a popular dramatist as well as a novelist.  Several of his works were adapted into motion pictures, the most famous being The Magnificent Ambersons as directed by Orson Welles.  He’s on the list because despite his popularity and prestige in his lifetime, he and his works are virtually forgotten today.

There’s a reason for that, and one that ties in with why everybody else has at least one home run masterpiece to their credit:

“It’s not the job of the artist to give the audience what the audience wants. If the audience knew what they needed, then they wouldn’t be the audience. They would be the artists. It is the job of artists to give the audience what they need.” – Alan Moore

Before we proceed, let me state I deny no one their pleasure, I yuck no one else’s yum.*  There’s certainly a place and purpose for popular entertainment, and since I’m the guy who read Lester Dent’s Doc Savage novel The Sargasso Ogre at least 20 times during my 13th summer, I’d be a hypocrite to say you can’t enjoy your favorite forms of pop culture.

And art can be gleefully entertaining, it’s not confined to somber despair laden tragedy and tsuris. 

But art always possesses what Robert Hughes called “the shock of the new.”  It makes us see and experience things we’ve never seen nor experienced before.  Even when it’s a joyous celebration, it’s a celebration that’s fresh and insightful.  Even when it’s set in a previous era, or a well known contemporary setting, it catches us by surprise.

Tarkington, a masterful writer, specialized in nostalgia.  His works reject modernity not the way Burroughs gleefully rejected modernity with Tarzan, but rather turned his back on the present and condemned the future sight unseen.

Nothing he wrote surprises us.

It pleases us, and that’s nice and certainly worthy of praise…

…but it’s nothing we’re going to remember for long.

  © Buzz Dixon

  * Unless you enjoy harming children, animals, and innocent people, in which case f.u.