Theodora (Roosevelt) Keogh, the mysterious novelist, ballet dancer, wildcat owner, chicken farmer, and president’s granddaughter whose fiction inspires comparisons to Colette, was living in Paris with her first husband, artist Tom Keogh, when The Paris Review started up in the early fifties. As I mentioned in The Week this summer, Tom’s drawing of Keogh (at right) appeared in the first . . .
A little-known Borges story, “La hermana de Eloisa” (Eloisa’s Sister), is published in Spain to mark the author’s 110th birthday.
“There were many of us.” Chinua Achebe rejects the “father of modern African literature” label.
The Justice Dept. broke its own rules, subpoenaed a news site for details of all reader visits on a certain day.
My appreciation of The Paris Review Interviews I-IV is up at NPR. An excerpt: The advice on offer to aspiring writers is vast– and sometimes contradictory. In his introduction, Orhan Pamuk recalls discovering Faulkner’s interview while he was holed up with his first novel after dropping out of architectural school, and finding the answer to the question that seemed most . . .