Reading Henry Miller had me pick up on a referral of his, D.H. Lawrence. I am currently reading Sons and Lovers.
Lawrence is another writer who for me releases amazing writings. So amazing I wasn’t sure why. This lead me to a Kindle Fire referral, Anias Nin. I will be reading more of both writers.
I am enjoying Nin’s comments on Lawrence in her book D.H. Lawrence, An Unprofessional Study. Her insights are equal to the task of dissecting Lawrence’s writing and psyche. She is a wonderful writer in her own right. There are many volumes published of her letters, including to Henry Miller. I am following the bliss of it all.
About Lawrence she writes, “Lawrence was patient. He gave his characters time. They are to find their way and hour of resurrection. It was very slow, this gaining of confidence in the wisdom of the body. So Lawrence was patient, through a maze of timidities, retractions, blunders, awkwardnesses. ”
One day I will read a biography of him. I had thought he lived to the ripe old age of eighty something, but he died at age forty-five. He didn’t know his death date, but from one so insightful I would have thought his internal clock demanded impatience.
It reminds me that although I accept myself as a late bloomer, I better get on with it.