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Write A Love Letter Like a Writer: Henry Miller and Anais Nin
Erotic writings[ edit ] Nin is hailed by many critics as one of the finest writers of female erotica. She was one of the first women known to explore fully the realm of erotic writingand certainly the first prominent woman in the modern West known to write erotica.
Before her, erotica acknowledged to be written by women was rare, with a few notable exceptions, such as the work of Kate Chopin. Nin often cited authors Djuna Barnes and D.
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They rented the apartment of an American man who was away for the summer, and Nin came across a number of French paperbacks: I had never read erotic literature in America I was innocent before I read them, but by the time I had read them all, there was nothing I did not know about sexual exploits I had my degree in erotic lore.
Ina previously-undiscovered collection of erotica, Auletris, was published for the first time. Her passionate love affair and friendship with Miller strongly influenced her both sexually and as an author.
The first unexpurgated portion of Nin's journal to be published, Henry and Junemakes it clear that Nin was stirred by June to the point of saying paraphrasing"I have become June," though it is unclear whether she consummated her feelings for her sexually. Nin gave June money, jewelry, clothes, often leaving herself broke. Novels and other publications[ edit ] In addition to her journals and collections of erotica, Nin wrote several novels, which were frequently associated by critics with surrealism.
While visiting her estranged father in France, the then-thirty-year-old Nin had a brief incestual sexual relationship with him. Her first publication, written during her years studying psychoanalysis, was D.
A Literate Passion Quotes
An Unprofessional Studyan assessment of the works of D. Her husband Guiler is not mentioned anywhere in the published edition of the s parts of her diary Vol.Anais Nin - Studs Terkel interview Jan1972 (part one)
The diaries edited by her second husband, after her death, tell that her union with Henry Miller was very passionate and physical, and that she believed that it was a pregnancy by him that she aborted in Inat the age of 44, she met former actor Rupert Pole in a Manhattan elevator on her way to a party.
On March 17,while still married to Guiler, she married Pole at Quartzsite, Arizonareturning with him to live in California. She had this absolutely enormous purse and in the purse she had two sets of checkbooks.
She had prescription bottles from California doctors and New York doctors with the two different names. And she had a collection of file cards. And she said, "I tell so many lies I have to write them down and keep them in the lie box so I can keep them straight. He responded by writing how meaningful his life had been because of her. Everything I do and say and think relates back to the marriage. I saw you as the mistress of your home, a Moor with a heavy face, a negress with a white body, eyes all over your skin, woman, woman, woman.
I can't see how I can go on living away from you—these intermissions are death.
How did it seem to you when Hugo came back? Was I still there? I can't picture you moving about with him as you did with me.
You became a woman with me. I was almost terrified by it.
You are not just thirty years old—you are a thousand years old. Here I am back and still smouldering with passion, like wine smoking. Not a passion any longer for flesh, but a complete hunger for you, a devouring hunger. I read the paper about suicides and murders and I understand it all thoroughly.
I feel murderous, suicidal.
A Literate Passion: Letters of Anaïs Nin Henry Miller, by Anaïs Nin
I feel somehow that it is a disgrace to do nothing, to just bide one's time, to take it philosophically, to be sensible. Where has gone the time when men fought, killed, died for a glove, a glance, etc? A victrola is playing that terrible aria from Madama Butterfly—"Some day he'll come! I know you're happy in the kitchen and the meal you're cooking is the best meal we ever ate together. I know you would scald yourself and not complain. I feel the greatest peace and joy sitting in the dining room listening to you rustling about, your dress like the goddess Indra studded with a thousand eyes.
Anais, I only thought I loved you before; it was nothing like this certainty that's in me now. Was all this so wonderful only because it was brief and stolen?
Were we acting for each other, to each other? Was I less I, or more I, and you less or more you? Is it madness to believe that this could go on? When and where would the drab moments begin?
I study you so much to discover the possible flaws, the weak points, the danger zones. I don't find them—not any.
That means I am in love, blind, blind. To be blind forever! Now they're singing "Heaven and Ocean" from La Gioconda. I picture you playing the records over and over—Hugo's records.
How you must be furrowed and ploughed by it.