Sad news. John Updike, one of the most proÂlifÂic authors of the last half cenÂtuÂry, has died at the age of 76. The cause was apparÂentÂly lung canÂcer. Get the obit here.
In NovemÂber, Updike pubÂlished The WidÂows of EastÂwick, a sequel to The WitchÂes of EastÂwick, the bestÂseller he wrote back in 1984. On his book tour, he stopped in for an interÂview with Michael KrasÂny, here in San FranÂcisÂco, and they covÂered a wide range of issues — witchÂes, sex, squirÂrels, oak trees, RabÂbit Angstrom, his most famous charÂacÂter and how he died, and more. You can lisÂten here.
Added ConÂtent:
As you probÂaÂbly know, Updike was a freÂquent conÂtribÂuÂtor to The New YorkÂer magÂaÂzine since 1954. Today, they’re highÂlightÂing a few of his pieces, includÂing a 1960 reportage on Ted Williams’ last game, a short stoÂry called Here Come the Maples (1976), and a 2006 essay called Late Works, which looks at writÂers and artists conÂfronting the end.
You can read othÂer archives of Updike conÂtent at The Atlantic, The New York Review Of Books, and The New RepubÂlic. (Thanks to the DaiÂly Dish for pointÂing these out.)
Also, for good meaÂsure, we’re adding a lengthy clip from 2006, which feaÂtures Updike readÂing from his post 9–11 book, The TerÂrorÂist: A NovÂel.
the loss of John Updike makes me wonÂder if the litÂerÂary world is being replenÂished at the same rate that it’s losÂing such great writÂers