Seek Giacometti’s “The Palace at 4 a.m.” Go back two hours. See towers and curtain walls of matchsticks, marble, marbles, light, cloud at stasis. Walk in. The beggar queen is dreaming on her throne of words…You have arrived at the web home of Marly Youmans, maker of novels, poetry collections, and stories, as well as the occasional fantasy for younger readers.
Youmans (pronounced like 'yeoman' with an 's' added) is the best-kept secret
among contemporary American writers. --John Wilson, editor, Books and Culture Marly Youmans is a novelist and poet out of sync with the times
but in tune with the ages. --First Things
Monday, September 09, 2013
Dear bloghounds and wandering sprites,
Photo by Rebecca Beatrice Miller, August 2013
No doubt you are all on tenterhooks about what has happened--if anything--in my life (unless you are tied to facebook and twitter, in which case you already know, as last night's insomnia was good for both of those sites!) For now, I'll say that I am back from Vermont, where I delivered a child to school and had a very good time (though my vertebrae are protesting from all the East Coast driving of the past three weeks. And the box-toting in Vermont.) But I have leaped from the proverbial boiling pot to the fire, as my youngest has just met the doom of another year of high school, the new painters finally arrived this very day (my house has been measled with primer all summer long by the last set), and I have a manuscript dueduedue.
But I really shall post pictures from the book tour, and perhaps even from Vermont... when I post them. And not before!