No Hurry to Get Home: The Memoir of the New Yorker Writer Whose Unconventional Life and Adventures Spanned the 20th Century
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| Rating | : | 4.68 (609 Votes) |
| Asin | : | 158005045X |
| Format Type | : | paperback |
| Number of Pages | : | 312 Pages |
| Publish Date | : | 0000-00-00 |
| Language | : | English |
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"What makes this woman tick" according to G. Dwyer. i was fascinated by what drove this seemingly normal american female to become the prototypical feminist, years ahead of her time. She was on the cutting edge of the american female awakening during the sufferage movement. This book would make a great Psychology report for the college student looking for a topic. She did some very non-typical things for a woman of her era and that is what the book is about. The 'why' is not told but left for the reader to analyze. The. An anthology of travel pieces Eileen G. In his lively and evocative Introduction to this book, Hahn biographer Ken Cuthbertson says that Emily Hahn "moved from here to there to everywhere, like some sort of multi-colored and quixotic literary butterfly" for around forty-seven years. Sheila McGrath, in her Foreword, looks through a different lens, seeing "an inborn and unyielding independence that must have been difficult to maintain," a wholly original woman who traveled, had adventures, made friends, and w. Seal Press said No Hurry to Get Home. 'Emily Hahn was an original--a first-generation feminist who chose not to be called one, a woman of courage who constantly underplayed it, a reporter of the acts of men and animals, whose peculiar likeness she grasped perhaps better than any other writer of her time. Above all, she was a prose stylist, a plain writer whose simplicities are never simple, and whose every sentence ends with a sharp, clean bite. Her (beautifully) episodic memoirs can stand alongside those
Emily Hahn was a woman ahead of her time, graced with a sense of adventure and a gift for living. Louis in 1905, she crashed the all-male precincts of the University of Wisconsin geology department as an undergraduate, traveled alone to the Belgian Congo at age 25, was the concubine of a Chinese poet in Shanghai, bore the child of the head of the British Secret Service before World War II, and finally returned to New York to live and write in Greenwich Village. In this memoir, first published as essays in The New Yorker, Hahn writes vividly and amusingly abo