I renewed my membership in the Hemingway Society the other day and jotted down the location and dates of its next international meeting — in Paris in 2018.
I may not get there, but I WILL continue to buy new books about Ernest Hemingway and his art.
You’d never guess he’s been dead for more than half a century.
Unlike the case with his contemporaries — among them Sinclair Lewis, William Faulkner and F. Scott Fitzgerald -— huge numbers of readers still buy his books, and every year experts write new biographical and analytical works about him.
I own many of them and continue to acquire new ones. So far in 2017, four:
- “Hemingway, Style, and the Art of Emotion” by David Wyatt.
- “Hidden Hemingway: Inside the Ernest Hemingway Archives of Oak Park,” by Robert K. Elder, Aaron Vetch, and Mark Cirono.
- “Hemingway’s Brain” by Andrew Farah. It arrived this week after being back ordered for several months. Of it prominent Hemingway authority Scott Donaldson said: “The book is first rate and should establish once and for all the persuasive medical intelligence on the much-debated subject of what destroyed Ernest Hemingway.”
- “Writer, Sailor, Soldier Spy: Ernest Hemingway’s Secret Adventures, 1935-1961” by Nicholas Reynolds, ordered from Amazon today. I’m a tad dubious about this one, but it’s getting good reviews.
I wish my University of North Dakota friend and mentor, the late Dr. Robert Lewis, 1930-2013, a founder of the Hemingway Society, was still here to discuss them with me.