Random House has uncovered seven Seuss stories that were published in magazines in the 1950s but have never appeared as books. Acceptable reactions include “Happy as a clam, I am!” and “Oh, the fun words I’ll get to say!”
I found this article, crawling the web. I thought about how at some point, every author was an unknown and un-famous person who had to scrub their own dishes and drive a fairly boring car to the grocery store to eat normal food… and then a few do become famous, and they still have to scrub their own dishes and drive boring cars to normal food places! Presumably. Famous people are still people, which is refreshing.
Every famous writer has a beginning. Dr. Seuss’s happened to be with prose stories, before he developed his unique rhyming style. I’m really interested to see what these stories are like, and how Dr. Seuss might have changed. My introduction to Dr. Seuss was through an actual doctor, my family’s real-life children’s doctor, who would quote The Cat in the Hat in its entirety (say Aah!) while poking things down your throat. It was great.
Here’s my question for the day: Do you ever meet people who quote pieces of literature to you in completely irrelevant situations?