On those gray days when my despair is palpable it seems such a high price. But on my good days, oh, those glorious, delicious, good days, of which there are many, you will quite often catch me singing. Out loud.
Growing up, you are blissful unaware of the difficulties of life. You believe that you will go to college, get a job in your chosen field, get married and live in a beautiful house with a white picket fence -- that whole "American Dream" bullshit.
With Go Set A Watchman now selling by the million -- and dividing critics and readers alike, many of whom still question whether it should have been published at all -- who does Lee leave behind her on a list of literary one-hit-wonders?
The myth contends that because the artist is blessed with such extraordinary insight, he or she can see into deeper truths where there is only futility, darkness, disillusion and death. It is all part of the tortured artist stereotype. I'm not entirely sold.
Although I attended her funeral at St. Patrick's Cathedral in New York, I never knew Clare Boothe Luce in life. Through Sylvia Jukes Morris' twin works, Rage For Fame and the most recent Price of Fame, I feel I have come to know Clare in all her complexity far more intimately.
It was a week before the November 3 presidential election but, quite honestly, since I couldn't even vote and, I could have cared less. My sights were set on attending college the following fall and eventually becoming a lawyer. The world was going to be my oyster. Or so I thought.
Alan Kaufman, the Bronx-born son of a French-Jewish Holocaust survivor, is author of the critically acclaimed memoirs Jew Boy and Drunken Angel. Kaufman's writings are subversive articulations of extreme outsiderness.
It's an exercise in futility to try to hypothesize what effect antidepressants would have had on long-gone writers like Poe and Baudelaire. Whether you function or not is a more pertinent question than whether or not antidepressants or substance abuse "silences the soul."
Ever since I read The Bell Jar, Sylvia Plath's autobiographical novel, I've wondered if Plath had an eating disorder. Apparently, I'm not the only one. There's much discussion on the Internet about the link between Plath's dark moods and her suspected eating issues.
Philip Larkin has emerged as one of England's towering literary figures. Here, he has always been kept at a safe but praising distance, something The Complete Poems hopes to change. It's something I would like to change, too.