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LIZ SMITH: A Tell-All-Your-Friends Triumph ...

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Married on New Year’s Eve! — My good pals Lily Tomlin and Jane Wagner.
“The Goldfinch” — A Big, Big Hit ... Wedding Bells Are Ringing For Dear Old Friends ... Much Regret About The Loss of Pat Ryan and Don Forst ... The British Royal Who Made The Most “Official” Visits — You Might Be Surprised.
Tuesday, January 7, 2014
by Liz Smith

“IT is a beautiful, stay-up-all-night and tell-all-your-friends triumph, an old-fashioned story of loss and obsession, survival and self-invention, and the ruthless machinations of fate.”

Obsessive readers will recognize that the above PR quote on the book jacket means that Donna Tartt’s massive novel “The Goldfinch” is a big, big hit. It follows her best-selling “The Secret History” and “The Little Friend,” which were translated into 30 languages.

I would suggest when you see Tartt’s name, you not read further. Don’t try to understand anything about “The Goldfinch.” Just pay your money to Little, Brown and order it for some form of a “reader” because if you don’t like to hold a heavy book, you might not be encouraged to read this one.

And, I am encouraging you. I read it in real book form and I don’t regret a moment of it; not even when I wondered why the editors weren’t telling the Mississippi-born writer to “get on with it.” But I’m not going to say anything about the novel’s story; other than that it must be the kind of thing that people in England and all over the world waited for from week to week when Charles Dickens was keeping them enthralled with weekly sections of his great literature.

You will never forget reading this, even when it exasperates you with the “hero” and his problems. It has everything — a terror attack, an orphan, rich people in New York, great art, unrequited love, drugs, the works. Just take my word for it! I have seldom been so obsessed by a written work, both exasperated by it, not always understanding it, plunging on, being rewarded.

No wonder my pals down at The Strand Bookstore on 13th Street in the East Village had a record sale of books over the holidays; their biggest in over 80 years. “Books are not dead!” say the owners. Just drop down there for entertainment one of these days. Treasures galore and a lot of books out on the street for sale or giveaway. This bears out my theory that real-life books will keep being printed and will become collector’s items.
“Books are not dead!” ... thanks to writers like Donna Tartt.
I HAVE had little time since post-New Year’s Eve to bring myself up to date about U.S. weather and politics and world craziness. But I will re-cap for those of you just joining us, that my good pals of umpteen years — Lily Tomlin and Jane Wagner— got married on New Year’s Eve.

Lily is the winner of one of the rare Mark Twain awards and Jane is the writer who helped make her famous for writing the Pulitzer-worthy “The Search for Signs of Intelligent Life in the Universe.”

I am told this column had a scoop in this item, but “scoop-poop” — where would we be these days if we went around claiming ownership of anything in the “news.” Everybody is a reporter and/or photographer these days and everybody is an expert on everything. Very few bylines mean anything anymore. The international expert has been replaced by someone in North Dakota or Texas or New Jersey.
SO MUCH regret reading that in my absence, someone very talented — Pat Ryan, an editor of Time, Inc. died. In the 1960s when I joined Sport Illustrated, Pat, the fashion editor Jule Campbell and your Liz were the only women working for S.I. The famous writers and smart editors were otherwise all men and they still opened doors for us, carried our passports and the cash for travel and treated us as if we were special and needed a lot of “protection.”

Patricia went on from secretary to lead People and Life magazines. She became a legend in journalism.

And she was married to a great guy, Ray Cave, who was my own managing editor at S.I. My heart goes out to Ray. (Pat was only 75 years old.)
Pat Ryan (right) with People colleagues Dick Stolley, Lanny Jones, and Jim Gaines.
AND another inspiring journalist I worked with is gone. Don Forst, formerly of New York Newsday, the Village Voice and The Boston Herald.

We had a wonderful time working together on the rather short-lived New York Newsday; he as my boss, me as a columnist. We were longtime friends who had already “dared to be lucky” and could hardly believe we’d end up working together in the business.

Don was simply brilliant and lived and breathed newspapers. Also, newspapers seemed not to live as long as we both did.

I’ll never forget my good times with Don Forst — he was smart, “with-it”, creative, and just about one of the sexiest most appealing men I’ve ever met. I have always been grateful to the critic Gael Greene for introducing me to her ex.
CAN YOU guess who, over last year in the British Royal family, made the most “official” visits, opening ceremonies and other engagements in 2013?

Bet you guessed the Queen. But the Duke of Edinburgh, Prince Charles and the Prince of Wales, William, beat her by a few points.

However, the Princess Royal beat them all with 246 appearances.

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