Living the way we do it is delightful to be invited to a party a long way off
Jane Auer Bowles was born in New York on February 22, 1917. She died in Malaga, Spain, in the Clinica de los Angeles on May 4 1973. In between she was a writer and traveler: Mexico and Vermont Florida and Connecticut and Paris Tangiers Ceylon Lisbon New York from Tangiers to Malaga and back again from Tangier to Malaga and goodbye. She worried about things and then nothing ...
Although she was admired by Tennessee Williams and Truman Capote, by William S. Burroughs, Carson McCullers and by her husband Paul Bowles, she herself never thought much of the way she lived, nor did she think much of what she wrote. Above all she wrote letters: to Virgil Thompson, to Libby Holman, to her husband, to the friends she missed, friends who were everywhere but never in the place she happened to be, a place where she happened to be doing things she didn't really want to, and she wouldn't have been doing them had she not been where she happened to be: "Maybe you can write and tell me what I mean ...."
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