This is an aside titled 'Musing on Muses' dated 3/20/09

Robert Birnbaum considers why so many books about author’s muses: “I view those books concerned with writers’ love lives and how that affected their work at large with at least detachment and perhaps even skepticism—though unquestionably I respect the efforts in writing and getting a book published.” Couldn’t disagree more. Knowing just how many women have sacrificed their own ambition to assist their spouse’s work, I’d say choice in mate has a lot to do with creative success (the dreaded Zelda Fitzgerald complex — F. Scott took sole credit for the talent of two people.) The best book on the subject is Francine Prose’s “The Lives of the Muses,” where she makes the depressing observation female artists never get muses, they get “Leonard Woolf-style caretakers.”) There’s also that book I can’t help but obsess over, as it is so weird and campy and sometimes poigniant, Anais Nin’s In Favor of the Sensitive Man. She points out how she always thought she’d be the lover of a great artist, (and was, at various stages of her life,) but only single in her forties did she start to see her creativity as hers to keep(Previously.)

Posted by Joanne on Mar. 20, 2009 Tagged: , , , ,

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