Showing posts with label James Fenimore Cooper. Show all posts
Showing posts with label James Fenimore Cooper. Show all posts

Monday, February 18, 2013

inkstands

"Whenever he wrote of literature, Melville tended to write about the process of writing in general, and his own in particular."
--Frederick Busch on "Melville's Mail" in A Dangerous Profession: A Book About the Writing Life (St. Martin's Press, 1998). 

"And D'Israeli, the younger, the sparkler! whose first book is his best and is immortal. I read, an odd volume of Vivian Grey every year.

"And Lever!—the bright coiner—so they say—of other men's ore!

"And Cooper! the American Scott, who still more than his model, wrote his brain as dry as a broken ink stand! 

-- Scenes Beyond the Western Border, September 1851


... I hope I shall never write such a book again -- Tho' when a poor devil writes with duns all round him, & looking over the back of his chair -- & perching on his pen & diving in his inkstand -- like the devils about St: Anthony -- what can you expect of that poor devil? -- What but a beggarly Redburn! --Letter to Evert Duyckinck, December 14 1849 
"Give me Vesuvius’ crater for an inkstand!"   -- Moby-Dick quoted by Gina McKnight
"... those treacherous plague-spots of indigence—videlicet, blots from the inkstand;"
-- Pierre: Or, The Ambiguities
 "The difficulty was, he was apt to be altogether too energetic. There was a strange, inflamed, flurried, flighty recklessness of activity about him. He would be incautious in dipping his pen into his inkstand. All his blots upon my documents, were dropped there after twelve o'clock, meridian."  -- Bartleby, the Scrivener in Putnam's Monthly for November 1853

Monday, June 18, 2012

going down to posterity

"... dumb beasts prefer death to slavery!  Liberty lost, they can die without the excitement of the world's applause, or hopes of a grateful posterity!"  (March 1853)
Melville on Cooper:
"He was a great, robust-souled man, all whose merits are not even yet fully appreciated.  But a grateful posterity will take the best of Care of Fenimore Cooper."  (December 1851)
 Melville on Melville:
My dear Sir, they begin to patronize. All Fame is patronage. Let me be infamous: there is no patronage in that. What “reputation” H.M. has is horrible. Think of it ! To go down to posterity is bad enough, any way; but to go down as a “man who lived among the cannibals”! When I speak of posterity, in reference to myself, I only mean the babies who will probably be born in the moment immediately ensuing upon my giving up the ghost. I shall go down to some of them, in all likelihood. Typee will be given to them, perhaps, with their gingerbread. 
(Letter to Nathaniel Hawthorne, early May 1851)