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Biography & Autobiography. Travel. Nonfiction. HTML:Anna Quindlen first visited London from a chair in her suburban Philadelphia home--in one of her beloved childhood mystery novels. She has been back to London countless times since, through the pages of books and in person, and now, in Imagined London, she takes her own readers on a tour of this greatest of literary cities. While New York, Paris, and Dublin are also vividly portrayed in fiction, it is London, Quindlen argues, that has always been the star, both because of the primacy of English literature and the specificity of city descriptions. She bases her view of the city on her own detailed literary map, tracking the footsteps of her favorite characters: the places where Evelyn Waugh's bright young things danced until dawn, or where Lydia Bennett eloped with the dastardly Wickham. In Imagined London, Quindlen walks through the city, moving within blocks from the great books of the 19th century to the detective novels of the 20th to the new modernist tradition of the 21st. With wit and charm, Imagined London gives this splendid city its full due in the landscape of the literary imagination. Praise for Imagined London: "Shows just how much a reading experience can enrich a physical journey." --New York Times Book Review "An elegant new work of nonfiction... People will be inspired by this book." --Ann Curry, Today "An affectionate, richly allusive tribute to the city." --Kirkus Reviews.… (more)
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Touring the home of Charles Dickens, visiting the small,
Walking in the village of Knightsbridge brought images of Forever Amber, observing the areas in London where the burnt out buildings from WWII are still preserved for historical purpose, Quindlen thought of Doris Lessing and her book The Four Gated City, and Elizabeth Bowens novel The Heat of the Day.
This was a delightful tale of the literary contributions and images that the wonderful city of London has bestowed upon those who love to read.
Recommended
only real for people that live (as a dear friend would have it) ITP, that is
within the M25. For the rest of us London is a place constantly re-invented by
the media, in the case of Ms Quindlen & myself through books. As an
she seems to be gripped by 19th centuary London, Holmes & Dickens play a large
part.
She writes about her impressions and the odd gulf between British English &
American, it won't guide you round London in any helpful way, but it might open
your eyes to bits of the place.
Still this was an interesting exercise from one of my favorite authors, and fun to sit on Quindlen's shoulder to hear her comments when she reads some of the greats.
I kept thinking of all the children's books I've read that were set in London!
If it wasn't so darn expensive, I would live there in a second!
"Hyde Park, Green Park, Soho, and Kensington: I had been to them all in my imagination before ever setting foot in England. So that by the time I actually visited London in 1995 for the first time, it felt less like an introduction and more like a homecoming."
That's exactly how I felt when first visiting England in 2013. It was brand new yet very familiar and my feeling of homesickness has led me back three more times since. In fact, one of the most difficult things for me about the COVID restrictions the last 18 months is the fact that I can't freely travel back to this place that occupies such an enormous part of my emotions.
I appreciated how the author had avoided visiting London until her mid 40s, lest she find it disappointing and not what her mind had painted it up to be. She, of course, was pleasantly relieved to find that it was all she thought it would be and more. "When I turn the corner into a small, quiet, leafy square, am I really seeing it fresh, or am I both looking and remembering?" Yes. Exactly. This is one of the few "American in England" memoirs I've read in which the author seems to appreciate the realness of the experience and to separate out the fantasy to see England in its truth.
Additionally, I loved the analogy of all the "Londons" throughout history being piled atop one another like layers of earth. The history doesn't ever really disappear from this ancient city upon an ancient island---it just builds and morphs and adds to itself with each new era.
If I find any fault with the book, it's with the negligence of the editor. Quindlen overuses words like "chockablock" and "chuffed"---after discussing how she can't help but use British English in her writing. Their overuse, coupled with the fact that she doesn't start this until the second half of the book, shows that she probably doesn't actually use these words as often as she claims. She definitely adopts a different voice about half way, as well, leading me to believe she wrote part of the book and then put it away for quite awhile before pulling it out to finish. Oh, and I did get a little weirded out when she began talking about Freud in the context of her relationship with her teenage son... All this can be forgiven, however; it's truly an enjoyable read.