As to the pretence of trying her native air, I look upon that as a mere excuse.--In the summer it might have passed; but what can any body's native air do for them in the months of January, February, and March? — Jane Austen, Emma

March 15, 2012

Paris in March





From today's The Writer's Almanac:

It's the birthday of Sylvia Beach, born in Baltimore, Maryland (1887). She founded an English-language bookstore and lending library on Paris's Left Bank called Shakespeare & Company. It became a central feature of the Parisian literary scene of the 1920s, since it opened just as the "Lost Generation" discovered Paris. It became "the unofficial living room" of the expatriate artists there. Writers used it as a meeting place, a post office, and a place for guidance with their writing. Beach also published books, including the first edition of James Joyce's Ulysses (1922).
A very interesting woman, someone I've read about often, and even once searched for.  I have the recent edition of her letters on my bookshelves, thanks to this blog, but haven't gotten to it yet.

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