He always reminds me of Henry Miller. I expect both of them to be short - it's hard to understand their behaviour otherwise. Checks that, and yes, little men who had to find ways to make themselves look bigger. Sexual conquest it is, then. But whereas Miller hated women and had to make it all literary, Harris was content with a straightforward enthusiastically pornographic approach in the Victorian tradition.
I can only assume it was all in their dreams. It's impossible to imagine anybody wantin
He always reminds me of Henry Miller. I expect both of them to be short - it's hard to understand their behaviour otherwise. Checks that, and yes, little men who had to find ways to make themselves look bigger. Sexual conquest it is, then. But whereas Miller hated women and had to make it all literary, Harris was content with a straightforward enthusiastically pornographic approach in the Victorian tradition.
I can only assume it was all in their dreams. It's impossible to imagine anybody wanting to shag either of them...
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Scalliwag comes to mind. Or rogue, better yet. If you wanted your reputation slandered by lies the best man to have known was Frank Harris. Then, if you wanted bawdy and prurient reading about the famous, he was also your man, however untrue his exploits. A man of the late Nineteenth and early Twentieth Century Harris was an egotist who considered himself a great litterateur and claimed to have made love to more women then could be laid end-to-end around the world. If I take a little license wit
Scalliwag comes to mind. Or rogue, better yet. If you wanted your reputation slandered by lies the best man to have known was Frank Harris. Then, if you wanted bawdy and prurient reading about the famous, he was also your man, however untrue his exploits. A man of the late Nineteenth and early Twentieth Century Harris was an egotist who considered himself a great litterateur and claimed to have made love to more women then could be laid end-to-end around the world. If I take a little license with that image it is a trifle compared to the license he took in recalling men and women he befriended.
I found the book interesting in its atmosphere of the epoch, and Harris is good at deftly positioning himself, either in a woman's bed, or as the cynosure of social attention. Either way it is fun to read the jottings of a very minor literary light of his time.
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I can't decide between the 2 and 3 star rating. I'm reading the annotated edition, immersed in the second book of it. His life is amazing if what he writes is true. He's a typical guy, sexually, but his Life is astonishing, if true. So far I can't get past the "if true". It would be helpful to know if he was hyperactive.
In book two he's older, slowing down a little, and his life is much more believable. I found it sad that he succumbed to the griping sourness of The Reformed, Aging Libertine, in
I can't decide between the 2 and 3 star rating. I'm reading the annotated edition, immersed in the second book of it. His life is amazing if what he writes is true. He's a typical guy, sexually, but his Life is astonishing, if true. So far I can't get past the "if true". It would be helpful to know if he was hyperactive.
In book two he's older, slowing down a little, and his life is much more believable. I found it sad that he succumbed to the griping sourness of The Reformed, Aging Libertine, in life and in his writings, but it's easy to understand. Ageing and being relegated to the backburner are difficult realities to face gracefully.
His writing style is of the period.
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All Right, All Right already, this aint literature but to a young man in the sixties this is about as good as it got. When I found this sitting on my parents book shelf next to The Sound and the Fury I bought into it, hook, line and sinker. Let me tell ya it did feed my dreams and imagination. Thanks Mr. Harris, particularly for the stories of building the Hudson Tunnel and being inside the diving bell. (no metaphor intended)
Not long after, and a few times since, I did read Sound and Fury and en
All Right, All Right already, this aint literature but to a young man in the sixties this is about as good as it got. When I found this sitting on my parents book shelf next to The Sound and the Fury I bought into it, hook, line and sinker. Let me tell ya it did feed my dreams and imagination. Thanks Mr. Harris, particularly for the stories of building the Hudson Tunnel and being inside the diving bell. (no metaphor intended)
Not long after, and a few times since, I did read Sound and Fury and enjoyed it also.
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Well what can you say Frank did it all except unlike Sinatra he did it anyway. For an excellent list of people from history of the time it's a gem. For his sexual escapades If you got it flaunt it. I enjoyed it although it was a bit long, but a very rich source of books & people an excellent read quite memorable.
I read this decades ago. As a slice of history, it is a nice bit of dessert. As an insight into how all women one meets can be the most beautiful and wonderful, it is a main dish.
Frank Harris (February 14, 1856 – August 27, 1931) was an editor, journalist and publisher, who was friendly with many well-known figures of his day. Born in Ireland, he emigrated to America early in life, working in a variety of unskilled jobs before attending the University of Kansas to read law. He eventually became a citizen there. After graduation he quickly tired of his legal career and retu
Frank Harris (February 14, 1856 – August 27, 1931) was an editor, journalist and publisher, who was friendly with many well-known figures of his day. Born in Ireland, he emigrated to America early in life, working in a variety of unskilled jobs before attending the University of Kansas to read law. He eventually became a citizen there. After graduation he quickly tired of his legal career and returned to Europe in 1882.
He travelled on continental Europe before settling in London to pursue a career in journalism. Though he attracted much attention during his life for his irascible, aggressive personality, editorship of famous periodicals, and friendship with the talented and famous, he is remembered mainly for his multiple-volume memoir
My Life and Loves
, which was banned in countries around the world for its sexual explicitness.
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“Memory is the mother of the muses, prototype Artist. As a rule picks and highlights what is important, omitting what is accidental or trivial. Occasionally, however, is mistaken as all the other artists. Nevertheless it is what I take as a guide page.”
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“(...) always regretted that good memory often prevents us from thinking for ourselves.”
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