The UK Independent reports that The Original of Laura, the short novel that Vladimir Nabokov was writing at the time of his death in 1977, is about "an overweight and physically unattractive academic with a brilliant mind who has a ‘wildly promiscuous’ and unfaithful wife named Flora, whom he married because of her Read More
Breathe easy: I think it’s safe to say without much exaggeration (and only an understandable modicum of self-congratulation) that The Observer has saved Laura. Saved the last, incomplete, unseen Vladimir Nabokov manuscript from a threat of destruction.
In a convoluted way, my plea to Dmitri Nabokov, the son, translator and defender of his father’s legacy Read More
Breathe easy: I think it’s safe to say without much exaggeration (and only an understandable modicum of self-congratulation) that The Observer has saved Laura. Saved the last, incomplete, unseen Vladimir Nabokov manuscript from a threat of destruction.
In a convoluted way, my plea to Dmitri Nabokov, the son, translator and defender of his father’s Read More
Hillary’s History
To the Editor:
Re “Hillary’s Iraq: Ambiguous Hawk in a Fog of War” [Ben Smith, Nov. 28]: Vietnam analogies are of limited—if any—use when looking at the current situation in Iraq; but the analogy between the Democrats in 1968 and the Democrats in 2008 is more flawed than most.
Yes, Read More
Oh my God, I’ve stumbled upon what seems to be a terrible literary tragedy in the making. Or perhaps we’re getting what we deserve.
But I feel I would be remiss not to alert the world of letters to the dire new twist in the fate of The Original of Laura, Vladimir Nabokov’s last unpublished Read More
Oh my God, I’ve stumbled upon what seems to be a terrible literary tragedy in the making. Or perhaps we’re getting what we deserve.
But I feel I would be remiss not to alert the world of letters to the dire new twist in the fate of The Original of Laura, Vladimir Nabokov’s last Read More
“My Lolita does not speak in Nabokov’s language,” said Pia Pera.
It was 4 P.M. on a Friday, about the time one’s blood sugar faints away, and Ms. Pera was at New York University’s Casa Italiana Zerilli-Marimò, on West 12th Street, for an “espresso talk.” The subject was her new novel, Lo’s Diary , Read More
A recent afternoon found Barney Rosset in his loft on Fourth Avenue, a leg slung over the arm of a black leather Mies van der Rohe chair, talking about Vladimir Nabokov’s Lolita and a night flight Mr. Rosset took from Idlewild International Airport in 1958. It was just after Mr. Rosset’s young publishing house, Grove Press, Read More
