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Dispatches from the Writing Life #12: Jane Grant and Elisabeth Marbury

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Lots of things happen during revisions, including moments when you feel like doing a gentle head-bang on the desk because you can’t believe you almost overlooked something. That’s also when you realize this is exactly why revisions are essential.

They were right there in the scans from the archives. Two brief letters from Elisabeth Marbury, one to Jane Grant, one To Whom It May Concern, both from the summer of 1918, both a part of Jane’s quest to get an overseas posting.

Jane volunteered for the Publicity Bureau of the Mayor’s Committee of Women on National Defense (MCWND) sometime in 1918. Marbury, who officially headed the bureau, was a powerhouse in New York City theater circles, so it’s also possible that Jane already knew her or at least had known of her through her job at the New York Times.

Elisabeth “Bessy” Marbury was born in 1856, the daughter of a prominent New York City lawyer. A former debutante, she drew from her family’s wealth and connections to set herself up in business to promote and manage actors and playwrights. Marbury met Elsie de Wolfe, an aspiring actor about ten years her junior, in the 1880s. The couple lived together for forty years while Marbury grew her company, opening offices in Paris, London, Berlin, and Madrid, and de Wolfe launched herself as an interior decorator.

Together they bought a home in Versailles, France, where they spent part of every year until World War I made that impossible. But between 1914 and 1916, Marbury coordinated relief efforts for wounded French soldiers while she was still in the country. Queen Elizabeth of Belgium presented Marbury with a medal in honor of her war service in 1919.

(garden at Villa Trianon, Versailles, France)

Once back in the United States, Marbury worked with at least one other wartime organization in addition to the MCWND. Her business also remained open and thriving. Marbury utilized her theater contacts to put on programs to help fund the war effort. In the summer of 1918, Jane was “conducting the Publicity Bureau” for her on the MCWND and doing such a good job that Marbury both hated to lose her and willingly wrote a letter of recommendation to help her get overseas.

Jane didn’t forget Marbury. During the 1920s, when Jane was involved in two other quite different endeavors, she looped Marbury into those as well, one successfully, the other not. But by then, Jane was practiced in establishing connections with influential people and making good use of them.

What I’m Reading

Gayle Feldman’s Nothing Random: Bennett Cerf and the Publishing House He Built is very absorbing. It’s a huge book, and I admire all the careful research Feldman conducted and her skillful crafting of the narrative.

What I’m Watching

Two very quiet, excellent movies on Prime: Sam and Kate, starring Sissy Spacek and Dustin Hoffman, and The Summer Book, set on a small Finnish island, starring Glenn Close as the grandmother. No murders, nothing blows up. Just relationships.

More episodes of The Forsytes (PBS). Still very unlike the last series and clearly setting up a second season.

Only two episodes left of the Netflix series, Detective Hole.

Finished Mudtown (BritBox). The ending was a bit unexpected, and I still have some questions.

Animal Control (Netflix), an amusing workplace comedy, continues as filler watching.

What Else Is Happening

Voting happened on Tuesday. There were some local races plus the big statewide Supreme Court one that was a decisive liberal victory.

I listened to Megan Kate Nelson’s second appearance on the excellent Drafting the Past podcast, created and hosted by Kate Carpenter. If you like to read good history books, this is the place to hear authors talk about how they research and write them.

I also watched historian Pamel Toler on WW2TV on YouTube. Host Paul Woodadge designs great programs covering so many aspects of the war in addition to military history. It’s really worth a watch.

The usual two games of bowling served as a sharp reminder of the consequences of missing last week. A two-word summation of my experience this week: gutter balls.

More exciting was our first visit of the spring season to the garden center. We returned to Southfork with two pear trees and a mulberry tree, all of which the foreman planted in the front acreage. So far, the deer haven’t eaten them. They’ve also left alone the other tender green shoots that have been popping up in the garden beds. So far.

Have a good week. Hope you stop by for the next installment.

Dispatches from the Writing Life #11: Things, Big and Small

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Another new month of revisions, and Jane Grant is still trying to get off to war. It was a big one, first called the Great War or the European War, later to be eclipsed by an even more cataclysmic one that necessitated the numbering of them: World War I and World War II.

Jane played a small part in that first war, but it took a lot of dogged determination before she found a way to get over to France. Her time there is pretty well documented, mostly because it was where she met Harold Ross, which is considered a big, important event in her life because of what their meeting led to.

Yet Jane never explained that was behind her drive to go overseas. Maybe she thought that should be evident. Her country was at war in 1917 and as a citizen of that country, she should support the war. But Americans had been deeply divided over the war since it had broken out in 1914. It was not a foregone conclusion that a citizen would be in favor of U.S. participation.

During this round of revisions, I’ve been bringing into sharper focus the ideas and events that may have influenced Jane. And I think a lot of it comes down to location: living in New York City (and forming romantic attachments to men who lived there, too) and working at the New York Times.

John Purroy Mitchel, the city’s mayor, initially embraced the neutrality that President Woodrow Wilson promoted in 1914, well before the United States joined the European conflict. A year later, Mitchel advocated preparedness and created the Mayor’s Committee on National Defense. (Jane met the mayor at least once, at a social occasion, and the only question she had the opportunity to ask him was the kind that reflected how she received her workplace nickname, Fluff.)

(Illustration by James Montgomery Flagg, 1917)

The Times backed Mitchel’s efforts, as did many of the upper-class people Jane covered for the Society Department. She was not an overtly political person, but she was aware, attentive, and thoughtful. She worked at the Times and she socialized with her colleagues. She could not avoid conversations about the war. But the only thing Jane gave voice to, backed by action, was her desire to go overseas when the United States entered the war in 1917. More than a year passed before she could make it happen.

It’s been hard to move on from this section before I’m satisfied with my understanding of what was happening with Jane during these war years. It may also have something to do with a failed book proposal of mine from several years ago about various America women like Jane who went overseas to play a role in the war. I found the subject fascinating and there was no other book quite like it, so I wanted to write it. Despite a proposal that both me and my then-agent were excited about, no editor shared that excitement. I abandoned the project and moved on to another. It’s just something that sometimes happens in the writing life.

What I’m Reading

I’ve been catching up on recent issues of The New Yorker. I usually don’t let them pile up, but when I’m reading library books with due dates, something has to give.

I finished Ocean Vuong’s novel The Emperor of Gladness. Beautiful and sad.

I finished The Typewriter and the Guillotine: An American Journalist, a German Serial Killer, and Paris on the Eve of WWII by Mark Braude. The journalist is Janet Flanner, who Jane Grant recruited in 1925 as the Paris correspondent for The New Yorker. The book, unfortunately, didn’t work for me. I didn’t find the connection between Flanner and the serial killer to be important or even interesting enough to support a book-length narrative.

I still have Gayle Feldman’s Nothing Random: Bennett Cerf and the Publishing House He Built waiting for me to do more than skim. But I get kind of overwhelmed just looking at it.

What I’m Watching

Another couple of episodes of The Forsytes (PBS). This new version has altered some of the characters and the circumstances, and it’s too early in the series to see the point.

More of the Netflix series, Detective Hole, set in contemporary Oslo, Norway, and it’s rather bleak.

Another weekly episode of Mudtown (BritBox), a crime series set in Wales, featuring a female magistrate. Lots of people in lots of trouble.

Finished Young Sherlock (Prime) and it was enjoyable enough, though I think the plot was over-stuffed.

Animal Control (Netflix), an amusing workplace comedy, continues as filler watching.

What Else Is Happening

No bowling! There was a big ice storm, and just when I thought we would get through it relatively unscathed (the shotgun-like popping sounds of tree branches snapping was heartbreaking), the power went out. We were lucky overall. Our inconvenience was small: no electricity or internet for a few hours. Our flora damage was small, too, with all of Southfork’s big trees keeping their branches. We will find out soon enough if our apples trees got too frozen. Other houses in the neighborhood had bigger problems with lots of branches down and longer stretches without power.

Yet new, small greenery has popped up. I think we have tulips and daffodils arriving. Unless the deer get overly interested.

Thanks for reading!

Dispatches from the Writing Life #7: Springing Forward

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Chapter revisions of the Jane Grant book continued over this past week. Did I get as much done as I wanted? No. As I hoped? Again, no. Right now it looks like chapters two and three need to expand a bit to make room for some important historical context. I managed to answer a couple of questions I had about changes to the passport system during World War I and how the influenza pandemic affected New York City. Both had an impact on Jane’s wartime journey to France.

And I’m also thinking that chapter two needs to include something about Jane’s love life. There’s evidence that she had one well before she met Harold Ross, and I find it interesting that marriage did not seem to be her end game.

Women’s History Month

Just when I thought this would be the first Women’s History Month in recent memory that I didn’t have some kind of event planned, John Heckman, known on social media as The Tattooed Historian, invited me to appear live (!) on his YouTube channel on March 24 to talk about Dr. Mary Walker. You can find his page on Facebook, follow him on Instagram, listen to his podcast, read him on Substack, and/or watch his YouTube channel.

Here’s the information about my presentation/discussion, which bears the bold title, “She Defied Them All.”

And remember to check out Pamela Toler’s annual WHM series on her blog, History in the Margins. She runs the best Q&As with people who write or produce/promote women’s history.

What I’m Reading

I’ve started Mike Pitts’s Island at the Edge of the World: The Forgotten History of Easter Island. I probably wouldn’t have picked it up if I hadn’t seen reference to Katherine Routledge. In the book’s preface, Pitts writes, “Though I had never heard of Katherine and Scoresby Routledge, their visit was well known on the island, where it was said they had conducted the best statue survey and collected important histories. … Who was Katherine Routledge? My quest brought ever more surprises as I leafed through piles of rarely seen manuscripts in archives across England. …Why had the lifework of this woman, who seemed to have understood the place like no other outsider, vanished? The loss of this perspective mattered because, I realized, the story being told of the island’s ancient past, even today, is profoundly wrong.” (p. xviii) Of course I’m very curious to see where Pitts’s story goes.

I finished Winning the Earthquake: How Jeannette Rankin Defied All Odds to Become the First Woman in Congress by Lorissa Rinehart and liked it.

What I’m Watching

I saw the first episode of the new season of Call the Midwife (PBS), and it had a couple of interesting twists.

New in the rotation are the police crime drama Hope Street (BritBox) and the quirky, comedic, kind of murder mystery How to Get to Heaven from Belfast (Netflix).

Finished The Game (BritBox), which was an effective thriller, and All Creatures Great and Small (PBS), dependably sentimental.

Saw the latest, better than most, episode of Starfleet Academy (Paramount+) and watched more of The Lincoln Lawyer (Netflix).

The filler sitcom is still Ghosts (Paramount+), and if there’s time for a filler drama, it’s been The West Wing (Netflix).

What Else I’ve Been Doing

Took a whole day away from revisions this week to go up to Green Bay. Visited the Neville Public Musuem for the first time and found the exhibits well done, especially in ways that promote learning for children. Then it was off to lunch at the Copper State Brewing Company where no beer was actually consumed, but the food was good.

Weekly bowling, two games. Both quickly slid from mediocre to awful. That’s not the direction I was aiming for.

Finished a very small sewing project, in which I turned an outdated eternity scarf into a wraparound, making it much more versatile.

Thanks for reading. March has indeed arrived like a lamb, with slightly warmer temperatures and rain instead of snow. And now, in most of the United States, we’re headed into daylight saving time. Don’t forget to set your clocks forward. Regardless of how it registers on the clock, I’m always happy with more light in any given twenty-four hour period. See you next week.