Literary rediscoveries come in waves,
and always mean something. In the postwar period, Lionel Trilling from
his perch in the Columbia University English department brought back
E.M. Forster, Matthew Arnold—and Sigmund Freud!—and made them
foundational again. He was responding to what he saw as a crisis of
morality in the wake of two world wars and the untold destruction of
life and culture that they had wrought.
Today it’s another historical moment of leveling and rediscovery, for
complex reasons. Online, old books can be as visible as new ones. The
cultural present tense isn’t limited to what’s new, and this particular
present is fraught—the book-publishing community frightened, the
community of writers sorely challenged and inadequately supported, the
latest blockbuster often disappointing, and our best new voices often
the ones you’re not hearing about—published, almost invisibly, at the
independent publishing houses that carry disproportionately the
responsibility for translation and discovery of what’s new around the
world in terms of literature. So we rediscover voices from the past that
satisfy us more than the latest blockbuster. Lucia Berlin, Eve Babitz,
George Orwell. We can include Kurt Vonnegut, and even though a good
decade or so younger, Margaret Atwood, two towering figures that have
never gone out of style, and that young people are rediscovering now in
droves.
Into this maelstrom comes the first three-pound excavation of Algren, Colin Asher’s Never a Lovely So Real: The Life and Work of Nelson Algren,
which Norton is bringing out, with some fanfare, in April. Besides
being larger in size and scope than any previous biography of this last
celebrant of what once was called Proletarian Literature, Asher’s book
is devotional and beautifully written, seven years in the making, its
sentences capturing the very same mix of lyricism and street, hard
truths and sentimentality that made Algren himself so special. It delves
into Algren’s lifelong struggle to stay true to his credo, his soulful
cry that the purpose of any writer is to stand up to power, to take the
judge down from the bench, to give voice to the voiceless. And it
delivers a wrenching portrait of a man who struggled to maintain his
sanity and his spirit in a society that was well prepared to see its
writers give up or sell out, but struggled to comprehend writers who
persevered and paid the price as Algren did. ... [mehr] https://www.thenation.com/article/nelson-algren-biography-norton/
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