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It’s the return of the Quick 10! And boy, do I have a doozy of a topic for you today.
You know that Shakespeare, James Joyce and Lord Byron were geniuses when it came to their ways with words, but as anyone who knows a writer can tell you, scribes frequently come with some serious quirks. I’m reading a book called Secret Lives of Great Authors by Robert Schnakenberg, and the secrets definitely come out. So, without further ado, I give you 10 intimate quirks of some of the finest writers ever.
1. William Shakespeare liked to swoop in on his friends’ women. He overheard his friend Richard Burbage making plans with a lady one night. Richard was going to show up for the secret rendezvous and call himself “Richard III” at the door so he would be admitted to her room. Shakespeare hightailed it to her house and gave the password. True to witty form, when Richard showed up, Shakespeare sent word down that William the Conquerer came before Richard III.
2. Lord Byron was probably a nympho. He kept lists of his lovers and apparently slept with more than 250 women in one year alone. Lady Caroline Lamb called him “Mad, bad, and dangerous to know.” He slept with her, of course, and her cousin. And supposedly his own half sister as well. And he commemorated each one in a very, um, special way: he snipped a bit of hair (not scalp hair, people) from each conquest and saved it in a little envelope marked with the appropriate name. Until 1980 or so, these locks of love were still housed at Byron’s publishing house, but they’re unaccounted for these days.
3. Leo Tolstoy’s quirk was basically exhibitionism, I suppose. When he married 18-year-old Sofia Behrs, he made her spend their wedding night reading his diaries. Maybe not so bad, you say, but his diaries contained detailed accounts of all of the women he had slept with throughout his lifetime. Sofia was totally not into it – her diary account the day afterward called his writing “filth” and reflected how disgusted she was.
4. W.B. Yeats had a little trouble, um, performing. So he had an operation that would surely improve his stamina – he had monkey glands inserted into his scrotum. He declared that it not only did wonders for his sex life, it also rejuvenated his creativity. It made him the subject of much ridicule, though – Irish writer Frank O’Connor said it was like putting the engine of a Cadillac into a Ford. Ouch.
5. H.G. Wells was probably the biggest proponent of free love before it was called free love. He was married twice and cheated repeatedly on both of his wives without any remorse whatsoever. In his autobiography, he said, “I have done what I pleased, so that every bit of sexual impulse in me has expressed itself.” One of his lovers said the reason this balding, overweight man was so irresistible was because he gave off a delicious scent of honey.
Also, this has nothing to do with sex, but this story cracked me up so I thought I would share it. He was once at a party and took a liking to another man’s hat, so he just took it from the stand. The man had written his address in the brim, I suppose in case he lost it, so Wells wrote to the man and said, “I stole your hat. I shall keep your hat. Whenever I look inside it I shall think of you. I take off your hat to you!”
6. James Joyce was a totally randy old man. He wrote boatloads of extremely graphic love letters to his lover, Nora Barnacle, and seemed to really enjoy two things specifically: being spanked, and women’s farts. Yeah. In one letter to her, he sang the praises of her “arse full of farts.” But he was well aware of his quirks – when a fan once asked to “kiss the hand that wrote Ulysses,” Joyce declined. He explained that the same hand had done lots of other things as well.
7. F. Scott Fitzgerald had a foot fetish. He wouldn’t let anyone see his own naked feet, but women’s feet made him wild. Apparently he had a particular prostitute he went to who had such lovely feet that he returned to her just so he could see them.
8. Ayn Rand basically had an open relationship with her husband. Although she was married to Frank O’Connor, she set her sights on her friend Nathaniel Branden, who was also married. Ayn kindly told Branden’s wife that the two of them were going to start sleeping together, and then they did. His wife divorced him after a few years, and Nathaniel started seeing one of Ayn’s fans. She freaked out and publicly denounced him. She and Frank O’Connor remained married until his death in 1979.
9. Franz Kafka was a Never Nude long before Tobias Funke came into existence. He was, by all accounts, extremely self conscious and unhappy with his appearance. Nude spas were all the rage at one point during his lifetime, and although he went because he believed it would be beneficial to his health, he refused to remove his swim trunks. Kafka is said to have loathed sex and even once said, “Coitus is the punishment for the happiness of being together.” That didn’t seem to stop him from having quite the series of one-nighters, though.
10. Oh, Oscar Wilde. Where to begin. Although married to Constance Lloyd, with whom he had two children, Oscar had innumerable affairs and dalliances with both sexes – and he really preferred younger boys. His first well-known major affair was a year after his wedding, with the then-underage Robert Ross, which was the first of many rendezvous with boys in their mid-to-late teens. Although he was later imprisoned for “gross misconduct” and his De Profundis seemed apologetic, he was soon back to his old ways. According to his old lover Lord Alfred Douglas (that’s him in the picture with Wilde), “He was hand in glove with all the little boys on the Boulevard. He never attempted to conceal it.” And in a letter to Robert Ross, whom Wilde maintained a friendship with, Wilde wrote,”Today I bade good-bye, with tears and one kiss, to the beautiful Greek boy… he is the nicest boy you ever introduced to me.”
Although they separated and she changed her name, Constance Lloyd and Oscar Wilde never divorced and remained on good terms, despite the fact that she distanced herself from him and his sordid affairs.
This is my favorite Quick 10, by far.
Also, Lewis Carrol was a pedophile.
posted by Zach on 1-5-2009 at 3:34 pm
I knew all of these except number 4. Thank you, college education…
posted by Caitlin on 1-5-2009 at 4:04 pm
Byron can’t have been a “nympho”. Nymphomania is the domain of women, not men. The male equivalent is Satyriasis. More accurately, the disorder is called Hypersexuality.
posted by Alice on 1-5-2009 at 4:07 pm
Fascinating (somewhat sick too, but fascinating)
Uh oh…recapture: which bound. (Hmmm…maybe there’s something to this!)
posted by beth on 1-5-2009 at 4:19 pm
Great post! I’m amazed none of them died of an STD (or did they)
posted by JaneM on 1-5-2009 at 4:34 pm
Ah, if only Kafka had been afforded the opportunity to benefit from the world’s first analrapist…
posted by Jennifer on 1-5-2009 at 4:48 pm
My High School drama teacher told us Shakespeare was gay. Is this not the case?
posted by Witty Nickname on 1-5-2009 at 5:31 pm
Witty Nickname – There’s definitely some speculation there. Apparently in his will, the notoriously cheap Shakespeare left money to some friends with specific instructions to buy rings to wear to remember him by. That might not be so weird now, but apparently it was at the time. I’m sure there are other stories with stronger speculation than that, but that’s the one I just recently read. He had kids, though, so he definitely had relationships with women as well.
posted by Stacy on 1-5-2009 at 5:43 pm
You always have great posts, Stacy!
posted by Dawn on 1-5-2009 at 7:30 pm
My sister-in-law gave me that book.
posted by Sara on 1-5-2009 at 8:21 pm
This post was awesome!! I’m especially interested because I’m currently reading Ulysses. I can see why it was called obscene in it’s day.
posted by Tricia on 1-6-2009 at 2:57 am
nice arrested development reference. lol.
posted by Jill..NOT Jillian on 1-6-2009 at 12:35 pm
There really are dozens of them…
posted by tiffany on 1-6-2009 at 1:06 pm
Aleksander Pushkin also had a foot fetish. It is well documented in Eugene Onegin. Perhaps it was suiting that he looked up to Byron so much – he had hundreds of lovers as well throughout his short life. He had frequent bouts of venereal disease that kept him in bed. This forced him to write instead of drinking and partying for months and is probably the reason we have some of his greatest works.
posted by Jaime on 1-6-2009 at 1:14 pm
Soooooo, we should be on the lookout for hundreds of envelopes of pubes?
(Appropriately enough, the reCaptcha is “Holmes Exercises.”)
posted by Jim on 1-6-2009 at 2:10 pm
Great way to start the morning. It is interesting to me that writers are so often mistaken for human beings (which, as we all know, are a decidedly inferior species), I suppose because the physical characteristics are so similar. Luckily, that hasn’t happened to me in ages.
Victor J. Banis
posted by Victor J. Banis on 1-7-2009 at 8:00 am
Best. Post. Ever.
rC: Wider respect.
posted by adrienne on 1-26-2009 at 8:12 pm
There was a book that came out quite a few years ago called “The Intimate Sex Lives of Famous People” by the Wallace clan.
The only one I can remember is Hans Christian Anderson almost certainly died a virgin.
And Lewis Carroll was ALLEDGEDLY a pedophile. Just having a thing for little girls doesn’t make you a pervert. I hope.
posted by chieromancer on 1-29-2009 at 2:58 pm