One of the books I am currently reading is "American Bloomsbury" by Susan Cheever. It chronicles the lives of some of the greatest authors in American literature. She starts off by describing three houses at an intersection in the small town of Concord, Massachusetts near Boston:"At various times, these three houses were home to Ralph Waldo Emerson and his family, Henry David Thoreau, Bronson Alcott and his daughter Louisa May, Nathaniel Hawthorne, and Margaret Fuller. Their neighbors were Henry James and his father, Emily Dickinson and Oliver Wendell Holmes, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow and Horace Mann. Their friends were Walt Whitman, Herman Melville, Henry Ward Beecher, and Edgar Allan Poe. From their collaborations with each other and the Concord landscape came almost every nineteenth-century American masterpiece- Walden, The Scarlet Letter, Moby-Dick, and Little Women, to name a few- as well as the ideas about men and women, nature, education, marriage, and writing that shape our world today."
How amazing that all of these authors lived in the same area at the same time. Isn't that fascinating?
2 comments:
Ok, you're making me feel really uncultured... that I'm obsessed with a book like "Twilight" instead of a book about all the late greats. :)
I love all the frequent blogging!
Oh, well, I'm obsessed with the Twilight books ,too. I don't know many people who aren't.
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