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‘It’s all here, Updike in full, and almost none of it has gone stale. An unbroken arc from boyhood to infirmity, a gravity’s rainbow of a life, career and mind’ London Review of Books

A landmark collection from a letter-writer of genius, this is a book which delights and illuminates on every page. It is also a celebration of the life and writing of one of the great American writers of the 20th century. Filled with comic observations, opinions and personal news, told in the fluid first person of the author himself, these letters form a page-turning ‘life in letters’ like no other.

‘Brilliant, riveting and essential’ The Times

‘Profoundly poignant’ Telegraph

‘His letters are gold’ Financial Times

‘John Updike had the prose style of a literary genius . . . Incapable of writing a bad sentence’ John Banville, Guardian

Publisher Review

One of the greatest American writers of the 20th century . . . Brilliant, riveting and essential for anyone remotely interested in Updike; shockingly salacious enough to enthral the remotely curious; and cleverly annotated for easy reading . . . The best letters are those to his wives in the 1970s, where you realise that Updike's greatness as a writer lies not in his much-lauded descriptive powers, nor in his ability to weave arcane areas of computer science or theology into his fiction, but in his ruthlessly honest psychological acuity, as he lays himself bare - right down to admitting he likes to beat his wife's lover at golf * The Times * Magnificent, evocative . . . A profoundly poignant portrait, an invaluable historical document, and a timely reflection on the eternal tensions between societal conventions and free speech . . . Done this well, epistolary biography comes to seem the best and most honorable kind * The Telegraph * The book's editor James Schiff's footnotes provide illuminating context and help to bring Updike and his world charging into the present with such force that, at times, it is difficult to accept that the man who wrote these letters is dead . . . Updike was a prodigious correspondent but this selection is also a paean to the vanishing art of letter writing. Will such a book be possible in the future? A dashed off email is not going to reveal a personality as vividly, no matter who writes it. Updike would not have accepted a sombre ending so I'll just say his letters are gold, shining with insights about literature and life, and an opportunity to hear his voice as clearly as anywhere else in his oeuvre * Financial Times * What an enormous and beneficent bounty these letters are for anyone who cares about [American] literature during the last half century . . . Come for the gossip . . . Come for the love letters . . . Come to watch him cope with the aftermath of fame . . . Updike's letters sing because he cared so intensely about getting the words right * New York Times * Wonderfully copious . . . Updike simply had it: an instinctive feeling for the shape of American sentences, for the murmuring music of nouns and verbs and the way they could pin reality to the page * New Statesman * John Updike had the mind of a middling middle-class postwar American male, and the prose style of a literary genius . . . Friends, enemies and lovers animate more than 60 years of the author's remarkable correspondence . . . John Updike, the man incapable of writing a bad sentence * Guardian * The letters and postcards (Updike loved a postcard) contain more than just pretty phrases. He talked shop - the writing, reading and manufacture of books - but also engaged in brave and sometimes anguished explorations of ambition, lust, love, guilt and shame * The Spectator * An epistolary account of much of Updike's life, which follows him through childhood, college, his literary career, his relationship with this magazine, his two marriages, fatherhood, multiple affairs, and more. The result is an inadvertent self-portrait, written with wit and grace. Updike maintains a certain ebullient positivity, even in his darker moments * The New Yorker * [Updike's letters] have the repleteness of his fiction, the springy, unexpected notice of the smallest particulars. This huge volume is readable in a way that too many collections of writers' letters, however useful to scholarly research, simply are not. Lovely flourishes remind us of Updike's talent for light verse . . . [his] tenderness, a natural instinct for conciliation, always re-emerges . . . These letters make plain [his] ability to marvel and thank [and the] willingness to take America to his bosom . . . that guarantees his permanent place in this country's literature * Wall Street Journal * In the aggregate, Updike's letters could constitute the outline for a never-published Updike novel . . . Updike is, as ever, captivating on the page * The Atlantic *