Vladimir Nabokov's 'The Original of Laura: A Novel in Fragments'
The Sins of the Son
The bitterness of an interrupted life is nothing compared to the bitterness of an interrupted work: the probability of a continuation of the first beyond the grave seems infinite by comparison with the hopeless incompleteness of the second. There perhaps it will seem nonsense, but here all the same it remains unwritten.– Vladimir Nabokov, 1965, unpublished, unfinished Russian continuation&n
Frederick Seidel's 'Ooga-Booga and Poems: 1959-2009'
For your consideration: “A naked woman my age is just a total nightmare.” Now there’s a rip-snorting line of poetry if there ever was one. Frederick Seidel, who is not afraid to repeat himself, offers the line not once but three times in Ooga-Booga (Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 112pp; $24). In my youth, loaded up with righteous moralism and my mind dead-bolted shut, I would’ve stopped r