To Keep the Ball Rolling: The Memoirs of Anthony Powell
To earn the reputation of a literary giant within the generation of Waugh, Orwell, and Greene is no mean feat. To do so with the grace and genius that characterized Anthony Powell-whose twelve-volumeA Dance to the Music of Timeis possibly the only English-language work to match the majestic scope of Proust'sRemembrance of Things Past-is nothing short of spectacular. Yet Powell himself remains absent from his writing; he was, said theNew York Times, "a writer of mordant succinctness who rewards the reader while revealing little of himself."Powell did eventually reveal himself in four volumes of memoirs published between 1976 and 1982 with the titles ofInfants of the Spring,Messengers of Day,Faces in My Time, andThe Strangers All Are Gone. This edition of Anthony Powell's memoirs an abridged and revised version of those volumes, a version that has never before been published in the United States. The result is not only a fascinating view of Powell as a man and an author but also a unique history of British literary society and the social elite Powell lampooned and moved within from the 1920s through the 1980s. From Eton and Oxford to his life as a novelist and critic, Powell observes all-the obscenity trial sparked byLady Chatterley's Lover; Shirley Temple's libel suit after Graham Greene reviewedWee Willie Winkie"with even more than his usual verve"-and paints vivid portraits of Kingsley Amis, V.S. Naipaul, T.S. Eliot, Virginia Woolf, and countless others. Most importantly, Powell's lively memoirs banish all thought of the man as a relic of the British gentry. He was a modernist, a Tory, and more than a little interested in genealogy and peerage, but a man who, according to Ferdinand Mount, "miraculously knew what life was like."