Edited by author 01-10-2006 02:34 PM
Papa Hem and the beeg Ceegar

Cuba has allowed a lecturer from Wales access to a Cuban archive on Hemingway.

Philip Melling, a reader in the department of American studies, has been given permission to study research conducted by Cuban writers and academics over the past 40 years.

Sounds like Fidel is loosening up in his old age.

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Edited by author 07-25-2005 12:14 PM
The look-alike also rises

Bob Doughty finally wins the annual Hemingway Look-Alike contest in Key West; only took him 13 years. Hello? What a thoughtful way to honour a literary giant.

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Earnest Hemingway scholars shocked

To find Ernest's hacienda falling apart.


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Hemingway: a barrel of larfs

Have we all been loathing and envying the wrong man?



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And in 50-year-old news...

Hemingway wins Nobel for Old Man and the Sea. Slow day at Reuters.



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The old one two combo

The Morley/Ernest match up recounted from a Boxing mag's perspective.

One of the most notorious boxing matches of all time involved a portly, rabid self-mythologizer who had no real boxing ability, and a tubby, minor Canadian writer who, despite appearances, did. Step forward Ernest Hemingway and Morley Callaghan. They boxed at the American Club in Paris in June 1929. Their audience was the time-keeper, the writer F Scott Fitzgerald.

The action – in particular a knockdown of Hemingway – was to influence all their lives. For Hemingway, it signified the end of his (unadmitted and, as far as one can see, platonic) love affair with the hedonistic Fitzgerald. For Fitzgerald it represented the moment after which Hemingway was not for turning by his charm. For Callaghan, a former colleague of Hemingway on the Kansas City Star, it meant fleeting fame and then, 30 years on, more fleeting fame when he published his memoir, That Summer In Paris. All because of that boxing match. What happened?

Minor? I mean, his offspring: yes. Him? I don't know... (From GalleyCat)



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Hemingway's villa crumbling in Cuba

Warning: wear safety goggles. Papa's legs* on prominent display.



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Hemingway on the radio

William Burrill is still squeezing material out of Hemingway. I read his bio of Hemingway's Toronto years a long while ago and as I remember, it was okay, if a little padded.



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Winner of Hemingway lookalike contest!

Many nutbars attend contest in hopes of being Papa for a day. (Which begs the question: they know they remind people of Hemingway and they're PROUD of it?) In related news...



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Hemingway family can't agree

On anything but insanity and suicide, it seems. Surprise, surprise. Small towners in Ketchum, Idaho* want to keep tourists from visiting the house that caught his brains. I bet there's a dark secret in Ketchum and the "people" don't want Papa's minions to disturb their sacred blood sites... or something.



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"I know my father was a big-game hunter and a deep-sea fisherman, and I know he went off to war and boxed and drank, but I also know he was very much the artist"

Hemingway's son Patrick gives green light to a new movie about Papa.

"All too often, Hemingway is depicted as nothing but an insufferably drunken, boorishly womanizing lout," Mulholland said. "The Hemingway who wrote, as early as the 1920s, with such sensitivity about date rape, abortion, lesbians, marital discord, etc., is nowhere to be found in a treatment of the man."

But you ain't thinkin of gettin rid of the drunken, boorishly womanizing lout, are you? ARE YOU? (From Maud)



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"Britain's Oldest Nudist Camp for Sale"

You know, you see a headline like that and you think, couldn't it have said, "Longest Running"? But it's too late, your nights are scarred for years to come. And salt is added to the wound when you realize there's a Hemingway family connection. Head kook in a line of kooks, he was.



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Hemingway Swearing (Warning: Foul Language and Male Bravura)

An early Hemingway letter eviscerating Ford has recently surfaced and is up for auction.



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A Nice Cozy Place Where You Can Have a Drink, a Smoke, and a Bucket of Bull Gore While You Close the Deal that will Ruin the Lives of Your Employees

London investors to launch an upscale version of the Floridita, Ernesto's old watering hole. I'm sure Papa would approve.



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...And Out Back There's the Lesser Known Statue of Him Taking a Leak Against the Kitchen Entrance...

A frozen daiquiri? Some tough guy. He probably would have drank Molson Dry too.




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Okay, busted.