How To Use Didion In A Sentence
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Hmm... a bit of Googling produces this short book review by Charles Solomon, which has the line: "As an essayist, Didion lacks the hyaline profundity of Susan Sontag or the classical erudition of Marguerite Yourcenar ...
Making Light: Open thread 136
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This gimlet-eyed memoir is Joan Didion's meticulous chronicle of the harrowing year following the death of her husband of 40 years, the writer John Gregory Dunne, who died of a heart attack at their dinner table.
Deathless Accounts Of Mourning
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Didion is a keystone state whose lands adjoin those of the other three realms.
IRONCROWN MOON: PART TWO OF THE BOREAL MOON TALE
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‘I was still pretending that she would get through the Sierra before the snows fell,’ Didion writes.
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I reminded myself that I had missed my regular writing session yesterday, and then I remembered something Joan Didion wrote in the preface to Slouching Towards Bethlehem about writing the title piece:
2009 October « Exile on Ninth Street
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That both Didion and Oates limit their books to the first year of their widowhoods is logical.
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Didion is a keystone state whose lands adjoin those of the other three realms.
IRONCROWN MOON: PART TWO OF THE BOREAL MOON TALE
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The multitudinous facets of Christmas, that season of hope but also that season of unbearable loneliness for so many of New York's internal exiles, are captured memorably here in Didion's painfully accurate prose.
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The Santa Ana is a foehn wind, Didion explains, that blows over the angels like the hamsin in Israel - a hot wind that rolls dryly from the mountains and brings nausea, illness and ill-temper in its wake.
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Alas, it is true that Didion is a writer full of writerly tricks of a type that can be made fun of, rather like Hemingway.
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But Didion is interested in root causes, not in immediate provocations.
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Our fleet will take to sea, Gossy, but it will sail to Didion Bay, not Moss, to remind that saucy kinglet whose vassal he is.
IRONCROWN MOON: PART TWO OF THE BOREAL MOON TALE
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A little more than thirty years ago Joan Didion reported, in Slouching Towards Bethlehem, on the Las Vegas wedding industry — which, she found, was not based solely on "the premise that marriage, like craps, is a game to be played when the table seems hot.
The Wedding Merchants
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Are we in for a pleasant, anecdotal account of Didion's family connections with a pioneering past, you wonder.