JAMES BALDWIN

Somehow, an essay I wrote for Patsy Moore’s extinct ezine The Bohemian Aesthetic in 2005 has made its way onto the first page of Google when you do a search for Baldwin’s Another Country.  Here’s a link:

 

http://postmoderndeconstructionmadhouse.blogspot.com/2013/10/another-country-by-james-baldwin.html#.Wrgb2NQrLMo

 

There are great anecdotes about Baldwin everywhere.  In Miles’ autobiography Davis tells how he would visit Baldwin at his house in France and “We would just sit in that great big beautiful house of his, telling all kinds of stories, lying our asses off.”

 

Chester Himes’ autobiography, too, contains a great account of an argument between a young Baldwin and Richard Wright in the Deux Magots in Paris.

 

I think it’s always been the case that Baldwin is more revered for his essays than his fiction, but Another Country still seems to me to hold up extremely well in ways that perhaps Tell Me How Long The Train’s Been Gone, If Beale Street Could Talk, and Just Above My Head do not.