Under the Sun: The Letters of Bruce Chatwin
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Under the Sun: The Letters of Bruce Chatwin

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The definitive collection of the letters of the enigmatic writer, providing new perspectives on his extraordinary life. Selected and edited by Elizabeth Chatwin and Nicholas Shakespeare, with an introduction by Elizabeth Chatwin.

"I am most certainly in the mood for writing letters."

Bruce Chatwin is one of the most significant British novelists and travel writers of our tim...more
Paperback, 560 pages
Published October 3rd 2011 by Vintage Books (first published 2010)
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Carl Rollyson
The best introduction to Chatwin's beguiling travel writing is still Nicholas Shakespeare's eponymous biography. As Shakespeare acknowledges in his introduction, collections of letters tend to be zigzags, messy and repetitive, no matter how brilliant the writer. Although Shakespeare does his best in introducing Chatwin, the newcomer to Chatwin's prose is likely to come away from this volume with the impression of a rather smug and snobbish chap--a literary traveler trying to shine for literary b...more
Mark
I first read Bruce Chatwin's The Songlines in 1990 after picking it up in the Seattle Public Library shortly after moving to Seattle. I don't remember now how I heard of Chatwin or why I picked it up, although my memory of it thinks that I just happened upon it on the shelf and was drawn to it, but how knows. I did however love it instantly for it's spare but evocative description of the Australian outback and it's portrayal of movement, walking or travel as a basic human need. Since then I've r...more
Joy
I had no idea who Bruce Chatwin was -- a writer and nomad who was "forever on a quest of the exotic and the unexpected." Chatwin died at 48 only a few years ago of AIDS. He had a long marriage but was bi-sexual. He started his career in England, he was British, working at Sothby's, becoming an art expert.
As he travelled with his work, he developed a love of travel and really moved easily in diverse art,
literary, and social circles. His wife was from a wealthy New England family, so his travels a...more
Stephen Tuck
I've never read any of Chatwin's actual books, but I was intrigued by a review of this volume of his letters in the Spectator (http://www.spectator.co.uk/books/6227...) a few years back, so when I noticed this volume in a bargain books store I picked it up.

My strong feeling is that collections of letters are best opened at random and read from whatever looks interesting. This book certainly repays that approach. For one thing, you get some idea of what the writer was like at various stages in hi...more
Anne Braudy
I found Bruce Chatwin and his letters after reading Priscilla by Nicolas Shakespeare (wonderful book) and seeing Shakespeare wrote a biography of Chatwin, found my way more interestedly to the collected letters of Chatwin than the biography.

I read this book of letters over months of stationery cycling indoor - coffee, letters of Chatwin, and cycling - a lovely combination. Chatwin a very interesting fellow and now I might even check out out one of his book.
Bookmarks Magazine
“The value in a collection of letters must lie in bringing us closer to the writer,” argued the Boston Globe, and therein lay the critics’ chief complaint: though Chatwin infuses these chatty epistles with his charm and sharp wit, he remains elusive. Without the editors’ copious annotations, in fact, readers would be completely adrift in a sea of requests for clean shirts and money. Elizabeth’s thinly veiled hostility and the book’s unnecessary length also drew some critics’ ire. However, the Ne...more
Jeff Burdick
This collection of letters is fascinating for those who have read Chatwin's books. Many of them are simply postcards; a few are extended discussions on topics about travel and the meaning of things. What is interesting to me is how charmed Chatwin's life seemed: he had a wife who clearly loved him despite his many affairs and long absences; he made connections with interesting people no matter where he went; and opportunity seemed to leap at him. He was always broke (often because he bought art...more
Philippe Malzieu
Chatwin died of the AIDS at 48 years in Nice. It is an immense writer traveller like Stevenson, Cleizio David-neel. His death tetanized many of its faithful readers. One thought it immortal with his teenager's face . One expected the next work to have his news. And one days no more book.
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Emma
Beautiful as the letters are, I find Chatwin the person to be less likable with each letter I read. Pompous, manipulative, cold with a personality that seems far too artificial to be able to identify with. Still the language is melodious and passionate, a worthy read.
Gill
incredibly tedious and repetitive. comes across as self absorbed and,impatient and highly judgmental. ironic that he is easily bored as that's how I felt when reading his
letters which are probably only of interest to his friends and family.
Adrian
This volume covers the correspondence of the enigmatic British writer from schooldays in the '40s, through his years at Sothebys, past years of busy travelling when he produced terrific books right up to the sad, horrible end by AIDS in early 1989. Not easy to love, wife Elizabeth pays Bruce a great tribute here. For whatever reason Chatwin left an imprint on many people he met sometimes only briefly. I've read three of his books, a biography and now his letters so he made a mark here as well. F...more
Lazarus P Badpenny Esq
Letters and diaries are often like slipping into a warm bath. To be in the company of his words once more was a great pleasure.

As a letter writer Chatwin tended towards gossip rather than the deliberately insightful. One picks up the impression that he preferred conversation as a way to share and develop his ideas amongst his intimates.

What they do imply is a personal selfishness of some boundless magnitude. Even as a fan of his writing one cannot help but side with his long-suffering wife, Eliz...more
Massimo Monteverdi
Aveva un'ossessione per il nomadismo, ne ricavò almeno due libri, ma soprattutto ne incarnò lo spirito fino al suo ultimo giorno. Questa sterminata raccolta di lettere, cartoline e telegrammi, per quanto talvolta sia inconsistente, talaltra solo irrilevante, testimonia l'inesauribile virus del viaggiatore che contagiò presto Chatwin e da cui mai guarì. Appassionerà (moderatamente) solo i fanatici.
Bob Peru
my doppleganger hero. sad ending. so sad.
but hero!
Teague
the editor needed a heavier hand.
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Charles Bruce Chatwin was an English novelist and travel writer. He won the James Tait Black Memorial Prize for his novel On the Black Hill (1982). In 1972, Chatwin interviewed the 93-year-old architect and designer Eileen Gray in her Paris salon, where he noticed a map of the area of South America called Patagonia, which she had painted. "I've always wanted to go there," Bruce told her. "So have...more
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