Tag Archives: John Updike


As with my psoriasis, the affliction is not entirely unfortunate. It makes me think twice about going on stage and appearing in classrooms and at conferences – all the socially approved yet spiritually corrupting public talking that writers of even … Continue reading

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The literary bubble

I think I posted this on my old blog, but it’s worth repeating anyway. From The Paris Review’s “Art of Fiction” interview with a young-ish John Updike.

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In search of John Updike

“He began as a prodigy… and he somehow remained one.”  Louis Menand reviews Adam Begley’s new biography: Like many people who grew up in straitened circumstances in the nineteen-thirties and became financially comfortable in the decades after the war, Updike had … Continue reading

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