wrecktangled: Plaque on the Anderson Memorial Bridge over the Charles River in MA dedicated to Quentin Compson from The Sound and the Fury.
“QUENTIN COMPSON
Drowned in the odour of honeysuckle.
1891-1910”
wrecktangled: Plaque on the Anderson Memorial Bridge over the Charles River in MA dedicated to Quentin Compson from The Sound and the Fury.
“QUENTIN COMPSON
Drowned in the odour of honeysuckle.
1891-1910”
Ernest Hemingway birthplace home (built 1890), 339 N. Oak Park Avenue, Oak Park, IL by lumierefl on Flickr.
The Ernest Hemingway Birthplace and Museum is open Sunday through Friday from 1pm-5pm and on Saturday from 10am-5pm.
UK - London - Bloomsbury: Charles Dickens blue plaque by wallyg on Flickr.
A day late ,but here are some Dickens destinations! First up: a sign outside 48 Doughty St, WC 1 in Bloomsbury, London. Oliver Twist, Nicholas Nickeby, and Pickwick Papers were written here!
Sculpture of Oscar Wilde, Merrion Square, Dublin by petkenro on Flickr.
Shakespeare in the Garden by juliettetang on Flickr.
Virginia Woolf’s garden writing room by Fioleta on Flickr.
Via Flickr:
a woman must have money and a room of her own if she is to write fiction… Virginia Woolf A Room of One’s Own.
“Tintern Abbey” by flash of light on Flickr.
FIVE years have past; five summers, with the length
Of five long winters! and again I hear
These waters, rolling from their mountain-springs
With a soft inland murmur. — Once again
Do I behold these steep and lofty cliffs,
That on a wild secluded scene impress
Thoughts of more deep seclusion; and connect
The landscape with the quiet of the sky.
Blundeston Church, Suffolk by Cameron Self on Flickr.
Via Flickr:
‘I was born at Blunderstone, in Suffolk, or “thereby” as they say in Scotland. I was a posthumous child. My father’s eyes had closed upon the light of this world six months when mine opened on it. There is something strange to me even now, in the reflection that he never saw me; and something stranger yet is the shadowy remembrance that I have of my first childish associations with his white grave-stone in the churchyard, and the indefinable compassion I used to feel for it lying out alone there in the dark night, when our little parlour was warm and bright with fire and candle, and the doors of our house - were almost cruelly, it seemed to me sometimes - bolted and locked against it.’
‘David Copperfield’ by Charles Dickens
Edgar Allen Poe 2 by spike55151 on Flickr.
Via Flickr:
Bronze Edgar Allen Poe Statue at the Unoversity Of Baltimore.
Alex Haley Memorial by imfedore on Flickr.
The Alex Haley Memorial in Annapolis, Maryland, honoring the talented author of Roots.
