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unearths some literary gems.
From We Were Amused: A Memoir, by Rachel Ferguson:
***[Ferguson reveals, perhaps not surprisingly, that much of the over-the-top fanciful tale-weaving about family acquaintances in The Brontes Went to Woolworths was drawn from her genuine experiences doing this in her real-life family. She refers to the ongoing fictitious narrative about real people as "the saga"; the person named Sally here was a real-life landlady who'd been repurposed into a starring role in "the saga."]The house is an actual one, occupied by a local doctor, but every time I pass it I visualize Sally, telephoning friends. Its occupancy by a real-life doctor worries us not at all, for the saga gives dual sight, in which real and imaginary settle down together quite harmoniously.***If there is one person more than another that Fleet Street doesn't want you to be it is yourself.***Like the dancing partner of an equally tongue-tied debutante in one of E. M. Delafield's novels who finally was driven to asking, "Do you like string?"...***I studied Gladys Cooper's back and had an idea for a novel.***That intelligent adults care to come distances to hear whether the team guesses that the answer is Whistler's portrait of his mother or a kipper seems to me odd.***
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