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.