Dear Ms. Diliberto,
Jan. 25th, 2012 05:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thisnewdayI had in mind to ask you what seemed a fairly straightforward question about Hemingway's A Moveable Feast, the book he was working on when he committed suicide in Ketchum, Idaho in 1961. To ask you, that is, in the way that those of us who are interested in the arts query a valued resource, once we have found it.
At that moment, it was my intention to simply scan the preface to your re-issued biography of Hadley Richardson, now called Paris Without End. The title of which references A Moveable Feast, Hemingway's ruefully poignant memoir of those early days in Paris, of his first marriage, of his most enduring love.
Alas, I am weak. I'm simply not one who easily resists the charming anecdote, the concealed hook, the alluring flow of well-crafted words from one into yet another well-turned phrase. And so, tonight, I'm writing to confess that I'm simply going to read your book again...
LPK
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1.25.2012 (b)
At that moment, it was my intention to simply scan the preface to your re-issued biography of Hadley Richardson, now called Paris Without End. The title of which references A Moveable Feast, Hemingway's ruefully poignant memoir of those early days in Paris, of his first marriage, of his most enduring love.
Alas, I am weak. I'm simply not one who easily resists the charming anecdote, the concealed hook, the alluring flow of well-crafted words from one into yet another well-turned phrase. And so, tonight, I'm writing to confess that I'm simply going to read your book again...
LPK
LiveJournal
1.25.2012 (b)
