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::::::::::::::::::::142 Columbia Heights<br /> | |||
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Dear Fig,<ref>Mailer served in the Army with “Fig” (1921-1981), a teacher, novelist and native of Arkansas. During a visit there in March 1975, he introduced Mailer to the woman who became his sixth wife, Barbara [[Norris Church Mailer]].</ref> | Dear Fig,<ref>Mailer served in the Army with “Fig” (1921-1981), a teacher, novelist and native of Arkansas. During a visit there in March 1975, he introduced Mailer to the woman who became his sixth wife, Barbara [[Norris Church Mailer]].</ref> | ||
I really enjoyed the hell out of your last letter and have taken a month and a half to get around to answering it only because I’ve gotten caught up in a job of work which could be killing if it gets going wrong. I decided the only way out of my financial hole was to take a jump, and so I contracted with ''Esquire'' to write a novel in eight parts, each installment (ten thousand words) will appear in a successive month, and since I didn’t have anything behind me when I started, it comes down to writing a book in eight months, which has a finished draft good enough to make it a good novel. I did, however, succeed in selling it to Dial and Dell before I started for a price so large it’s crazy, and what’s good about this is that I’ll have economic freedom for a couple of years and may be able to do my big book in relative calm. | I really enjoyed the hell out of your last letter and have taken a month and a half to get around to answering it only because I’ve gotten caught up in a job of work which could be killing if it gets going wrong. I decided the only way out of my financial hole was to take a jump, and so I contracted with [[w:Esquire (magazine)|''Esquire'']] to write a novel in eight parts, each installment (ten thousand words) will appear in a successive month, and since I didn’t have anything behind me when I started, it comes down to writing a book in eight months, which has a finished draft good enough to make it a good novel. I did, however, succeed in selling it to Dial and Dell before I started for a price so large it’s crazy, and what’s good about this is that I’ll have economic freedom for a couple of years and may be able to do my big book in relative calm. | ||
Incidentally, the agent I had who brought this deal off was a real live wire who accomplished a hell of a lot for me—his name is [[w:Scott Meredith|Scott Meredith]]—and so if you’re dissatisfied with John when the time comes to get a new book published, maybe it would be worth your while to let Scott take a crack at it. | Incidentally, the agent I had who brought this deal off was a real live wire who accomplished a hell of a lot for me—his name is [[w:Scott Meredith|Scott Meredith]]—and so if you’re dissatisfied with John when the time comes to get a new book published, maybe it would be worth your while to let Scott take a crack at it. | ||
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Give my love to your sly-boots lady and to Yee-Yee and to Frank. Bev sends her love,<br /> | Give my love to your sly-boots lady and to Yee-Yee and to Frank. Bev sends her love,<br /> | ||
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