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there were no bohemians

Despite the inauspicious street name (Manhattan’s Bowery was a slum district), the apartment offered consolations. It had a private bath, a bonus in those days, and the kitchen—“the center of home life here,” Elizabeth wrote—had a new linoleum floor, a new stove, cabinets, and sink.63 She soon real…

—p.62 A Splendid Intelligence: The Life of Elizabeth Hardwick Love and Torment (1948–1950) (48) by Cathy Curtis
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the “mercilessly pretentious” Anaïs Nin

In the same “Fiction Chronicle,” Elizabeth also delivered a harsh verdict on a story collection by the “mercilessly pretentious” Anaïs Nin. While granting her “a fierce foolishness that is not without beauty as an act,” Elizabeth snatched away this grudging praise by adding, “it is too bad her perf…

—p.46 Discovering New York (1939–1947) (23) by Cathy Curtis
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some of the men were already married

During these years Elizabeth had a string of lovers in New York—two affairs resulted in abortions, one of which she alluded to in Sleepless Nights61—but none were serious enough for her to contemplate marriage, and some of the men were already married. (The “Alex” of the novel is likely a composite…

—p.42 Discovering New York (1939–1947) (23) by Cathy Curtis
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his green Chevrolet convertible

Little is known about Elizabeth’s romantic life during these years, other than her decision to break up with a boyfriend when she learned that his father was a coal mine owner. (“I felt they were murderers. He didn’t like me much either.”)56 Another boyfriend may have been the model for the devoted…

—p.20 Lexington (1916–1939) (3) by Cathy Curtis
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who do not question their lives

In Sleepless Nights, Elizabeth wrote that she was reminded of her father by the “handsome” workmen who came to the house she owned in Maine, with their “sunburned faces . . . their strong fingers yellowed by nicotine”—men who awakened “a flirtatiousness” on her part. What, she wondered, “would it b…

—p.10 Lexington (1916–1939) (3) by Cathy Curtis