The last survivor of the Bloomsbury Group, Frances Partridge, has passed away.
Born Frances Marshall, she became the lover of group member Ralph Partridge, who was married at the time to painter Dora Carrington, who in turn was in love with biographer Lytton Strachey. The gay Strachey was in love with the “hopelessly heterosexual” Ralph Partridge. All lived together for a time in a house in the country.
And you thought your love life was complicated.
Jessa reviews a few recent comics for the Washington Post, including Joe Sacco’s The Fixer. The one line bio made me smile, though: they could call a blog a “Web log” and still sound quaint, but they came off as a little more than anachronistic when they call it a “Web blog” (as opposed to, oh, I don’t know, a print blog?)
Robert Birnbaum interviews Azar Nafisi (Reading Lolita in Tehran). An excerpt:
Sometimes it becomes very difficult to cast these characters. When a foreign writer writes about another culture, two things could happen simultaneously. One is you need to have deep knowledge of the context of that culture to create characters. Not necessarily negative or positive
The Guardian‘s obit for Abdelrahman Munif.
Issue Number Four, the Looooove Issue (long vowel mine, sorry) is now available here.
The good folks at LCGR are offering a free Bishop Allen CD with every subscription.
Nominations for StorySouth‘s Million Writers Award are due by tonight. Surely you must have read a story this year that you’d like to promote?
So the laptop’s fixed but now they misspelt my street address (though, mysteriously enough, not my name, which I usually expect.) I’m waiting for a call to see if I can still get it today and then hopefully blogging can finally return to normal.