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Topic - William Styron
Editorials from around Pennsylvania:
Joe McGinniss wasn't one to let a story tell itself.
I have to confess that William Styron has never appealed to me much as a novelist. His reputation as an anointed major figure has always seemed to be dubious, based as it is on really only two novels, "The Confessions of Nat Turner" and "Sophie's Choice."
Robert Loomis, one of publishing's most accomplished and longest serving editors, is retiring.
Look closely at the 1970s-era jacket photograph selected for Alexandra Styron's memoir. Seated in what appears to be the den of her family home, a girl of about 7, tangle-haired and pretty, gazes with a loving smile at her daddy, novelist William Styron (1925-2006).
This slim volume serves to remind us that the time William Styron spent in the Corps at the tail end of WWII and then again for some months during the Korean "Conflict," were an important part of the many-chambered crucible in which his large talent was forged.
"The pain of severe depression is quite unimaginable to those who have not suffered it," Styron wrote, "and it kills in many instances because its anguish can no longer be borne.
He returned a $1 million advance to write a book on the O.J. Simpson murder trial, expressing disgust that the former football star had been acquitted.