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Meanwhile there are letters : the correspondence of Eudora Welty and Ross Macdonald
\"The moving portrait in letters of two American literary icons and their deeply loving friendship. Though separated by background, geography, genre, and his marriage, the two authors shared their lives in witty, wry, tender, and at times profoundly romantic letters, each drawing on the other for inspiration, comfort, and strength. The letters reveal the impact each had on the other's work, and they show the personal support Welty provided when Alzheimer's destroyed Macdonald's ability to communicate and write\"-- Provided by publisher.
Strange, Even for Hollywood
Maximus Films, the ''most successful studio in history,'' is the central location of this often engaging period novel by [Ray Bradbury]. ''A graveyard for lunatics'' is what one character calls Maximus - a burial ground for monomaniacs and their grandiose schemes, ''where great elephant ideas go to die.'' ''A Graveyard for Lunatics'' combines elements of the detective story, the Hollywood novel and the monster fable in a manner that is intermittently effective, nearly unique and frequently charming. The mystery in the novel is not major, though, and it is hard to imagine many readers being puzzled by it for long. Here, as in ''Death Is a Lonely Business,'' the conjuring up of an appealing bygone era in Los Angeles's - and the writer's - past is the real business at hand. As flamboyantly drawn, if not always as much fun, is the narrator himself. An emotional fellow, alternately blunt-spoken and weepy, seemingly closer to 13 years old than 33, he serves to remind all around him of their own vanished dreams and finer instincts. ''You have the look of the true sainted fool,'' one observer declares. Another says: ''You're a real honest-to-God idiot savant. . . . Someone who talks too much but then you look at the words and they're right. You can't help yourself. The good things come out of your hand into words.''