{"id":4163,"date":"2010-08-27T16:29:35","date_gmt":"2010-08-27T20:29:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/?p=4163"},"modified":"2011-01-23T17:19:34","modified_gmt":"2011-01-23T22:19:34","slug":"friendships-from-the-paris-review","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/2010\/08\/27\/friendships-from-the-paris-review\/","title":{"rendered":"Friendships from The Paris Review"},"content":{"rendered":"

Here’s a short and lovely video for a Friday afternoon. Rose Styron, the wife of the late William Styron, recalls the earlier days of The Paris Review<\/em>, and the parties that the Styrons used to throw. \u201cWe had the John Marquands,\u201d she says, \u201cThe Peter Matthiessens, the Tom Guinzburgs, and George Plimpton. We were all a gang, and had a wonderful time.\u201d What a vibrant literary life! And what friendships! Her memories remind me of the touching speech<\/a> Philip Roth gave at our Revel this year to accept the Hadada Award. Roth describes his first visit to New York to meet Plimpton, and how he made friends with the magazine’s young editors and writers. The result? \u201cThis time I sent my story not to The Paris Review<\/em> slush pile, from which I\u2019d been plucked first time around by none other than Rose Styron, but right to the top.\u201d <\/p>\n


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