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Further Soundings #2

In a post a while back (here), I recalled pitching unsuccessfully a volume of Brookner's essays...


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Anita Brookner
Mme de Blazac and I: Memoirs, Essays and Reviews 1981-2011


1.     ‘Mme de Blazac’, memoir, LRB, 19 June 1997

2.     On Abel Gance’s film Napoleon, film review, LRB, 16 April 1981

3.     ‘The Bibliotheque Nationale’, essay/memoir, TLS, 5 October 1984

4.     ‘The People and the Place’, review of Parisians by Graham Robb, Spectator, 10 April 2010

5.     ‘Repose is Taboo’d by Anxiety’, review of Migraine by Oliver Sacks, Spectator, 23 October 1993

6.     ‘Even Less Fiction than Stranger’, review of Le Premier Homme by Albert Camus, Spectator, 14 May 1994

7.     ‘The Master of the Indirect’, review of Henry James: Collected Stories, Spectator, 11 Dec 1999

8.     ‘Sexual Tourism à Gogo’, review of Platforme by Michel Houellebecq, Spectator, 29 September 2001

9.     ‘A Singular Voice’, review of Civil to Strangers by Barbara Pym, Spectator, 30 July 2011

10.  ‘A Season in Hell’, review of Tomber sept fois, se relever huit by Philippe Labro, 29 November 2003

11.  ‘I’m the Other One’, review of Negotiating with the Dead by Margaret Atwood, Spectator, 9 March 2002

12.  ‘Second Thoughts: Windows onto the Suburbs’, Brookner on a walk in Wandsworth Bridge Road which inspired her novel Lewis Percy, Independent, 24 November 1990

13.  ‘Benedict Nicolson’, Independent Magazine, 10 September 1994

14.  ‘Rising Far above Failure’, review of Author, Author by David Lodge, Spectator, 11 September 2004

15.   ‘The Confidence of a Lone Wolf’, review of Proust: Selected Letters, Spectator, 22 January 2000

16.  ‘A Grand Overview’ review of Paintings in Proust by Eric Karpeles, Spectator, 12 December 2008

17.  ‘A Journey without Maps’, review of Austerlitz by W. G. Sebald, Spectator, 6 October 2001

18.  ‘A Morbid Procedure’, review of Atonement by Ian McEwan, Spectator, 15 September 2001

19.  ‘The Madness of Art’, review of Henry James: A Life by Leon Edel, Spectator, 1 August 1987

20.  ‘A Life with No Parents’, review of Orphans: Real and Imagined by Eileen Simpson, Observer, 3 April 1988

21.  ‘A Genius for Happiness’, review of a biography of Stendhal, Observer, 26 June 1994

22.  ‘Glad Hearts and Gallantry’, review of Stendhal’s Lucien Leuwen, Observer, 27 January 1991

23.  ‘Small Spark, Bright Flame’, review of Curriculum Vitae by Muriel Spark, Observer, 19 July 1992

24.  ‘Fallen Women’, review of Myths of Sexuality: Representations of Women in Victorian Britain by Linda Nead, Observer, 15 May 1988

25.  ‘To Good to Be True’, review of Women by Naim Atallah, Observer, 18 October 1987

26.  ’57 Varieties of Our Kate’, review of Let Me Make Myself Plain by Catherine Cookson, Observer, 27 November 1988

27.  ‘Adventures of a Virile Woman’, review of Colette: A Life by Herbert Lottman, Observer, 10 March 1991

28.  ‘Inside the Forest’, review of The Snows of Yesteryear by Gregor von Rezzori, Observer, 11 November 1990

29.  ‘The State-of-the-Art Crowd’, review of Painters and Public Life in Eighteenth-Century Paris by Thomas E. Crow, TLS, 29 November 1985

30.  ‘In the Incomparable Spaces’ (Francois Boucher 1703–1770: Galeries Nationales du Grand Palais, Paris), exhibition review, TLS, 10 October 1986

31.  ‘Decline and Fall of a Dandy’, review of Baudelaire by Claude Pichois, Spectator, 1 July 1989

32.  ‘An Unreconstructed Romantic’, review of Murder in Estoril by Edith Templeton, Spectator, 2 May 1992

33.  ‘Rosamond Lehmann’, essay/memoir, Spectator, 17 March 1990

34.  ‘A Stooge of the Spycatcher’, essay/memoir, Spectator, 25 July 1987

35.  ‘Daddy’s Girl’, review of Fathers: Reflections by Daughters ed. by Ursula Owen, LRB, 22 December 1983

Comments

Andrew Blaker said…
I just wanted to let you know I love your site and am so pleased to see it is still active! I adore Brookner's novels, have read each and every one and am slowly rereading now through her '90's oeuvre in anticipation of Hermione Lee's biography. Thank you for all your work here and I think this would make for a stellar collection of her uncollected reviews/essays.
The Brooknerian said…
Thank you, Andrew, for your comment. Those 90s novels - Brookner's golden age.

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