Over at Writers’ Houses I have an essay up about my visit to Sarah Orne Jewett’s house. It includes a short defense of writers’ houses, which have come under attack in recent times, because, I don’t know, why not just make fun of everything? Anyway.
To those who mock writers house visits, I can only say, how nice for you, to live a life where you don’t need heroes. How nice that what you wanted to be always came with some sort of imprimatur of approval from somewhere above you so that you could seek it uncomplicatedly, and not feel like a class traitor, or a gender traitor, or a sexual one. Hurrah for you. After all, there’s just so many ways writers are honored in America after their deaths, it really does get hard to choose. It’s not like the French, who really love literature appropriately, went and made Victor Hugo’s house into a museum or anything.Anyway.