RIP Nobel Laureate V. S. Naipaul (1932-2018)
“The world is what it is; men who are nothing, who allow themselves to become nothing, have no place in it.”
― from A BEND IN THE RIVER (1979)
― from A BEND IN THE RIVER (1979)
In the "brilliant novel" (The New York Times) V.S. Naipaul takes us deeply into the life of one man—an Indian who, uprooted by the bloody tides of Third World history, has come to live in an isolated town at the bend of a great river in a newly independent African nation. Naipaul gives us the most convincing and disturbing vision yet of what happens in a place caught between the dangerously alluring modern world and its own tenacious past and traditions. READ more here: https://www.penguinrandomhouse.com/…/a-bend-in-the-river-b…/
RIP Sir Vidiadhar Surajprasad Naipaul (17 August 1932 – 11 August 2018)
“How terrible it would have been, at this time, to be without it; to have died among the Tulsis, amid the squalour of that large, disintegrating and indifferent family; to have left Shama and the children among them, in one room; or worse, to have lived without even attempting to lay claim to one’s portion of the earth; to have lived and died as one had been born, unnecessary and unaccommodated.”
―from A HOUSE FOR MR. BISWAS (1961) by V. S. Naipaul
―from A HOUSE FOR MR. BISWAS (1961) by V. S. Naipaul
The book that turned the gentle satirist of the Caribbean into a major literary figure, this is the story of a man who, without a single asset, enters a life devoid of opportunity; his tumble-down house becomes a potent symbol of the search for identity in a postcolonial world. His most widely read novel. READ an excerpt here: https://www.penguinrandomhouse.com/…/a-house-for-mr-biswas…/
The New York Review of Books
V.S. Naipaul has died. He was awarded the Nobel Prize in literature in 2001 and wrote for The New York Review on many subjects, from the Caribbean, India, Congo, Argentina, and Indonesia to the 1984 Republican National Convention; a number of his books began as reporting trips for the magazine. In 1987, he wrote this essay about his own path as a writer.
NYBOOKS.COM
On Being a Writer
I do not really know how I became a writer. I can give certain dates and certain facts about my career. But the process itself remains mysterious. It is mysterious, for instance, that the ambition should have come first—the wish to be a writer, to have that distinction, that fame—and that this a...
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