It's been a pleasure all weekend to picture Norman Mailer finally meeting the Maker he's been courting so originally, so well, these many years. There was a theologian inside the novelist, I presumed to say in this last conversation in the spring. And then in just the last few weeks came his new (last?) book, On God.
The most enviable of his many gifts, as Alex Theroux once remarked, was energy -- 85 years' worth, of the peculiarly urgent, male...
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