From today’s New York Times, a rethink coming on Cheever.  I loved Blake Bailey’s Yates biog, and I love Cheever.  I have been reading the journals (slowly).  Good piece on a brilliant writer.  From the journals, sparkling sentences like this one:

The sky is mixed, but there is some blue, and the motion of skating, and the lightness and coldness of the air involve quite clearly for me a beauty — a moral beauty. By this I mean that it corrects the measure and nature of my thinking. Space, perhaps, is what I mean, but there is the moral beauty of light, velocity and environment.