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Essays of E. B. White E. B. White
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers

White's short essay The Thud of Ideas today, printed in the The New Yorker 9/23/1950, and holy smokes was it relevant. "Essays of E.B White" is a brilliant collection of essays that are cherished equally by writers and readers. I've read Charlotte's Web, Stuart Little and The Trumpet of the Swan, of course, but had only read snippets from White's essays and letters. He writes some wonderful stories about his dachshund that any dog lover can't help but appreciate! White and “The Knife” by Richard Selzer. All writing slants the way a writer leans, and no man is born perpendicular,” E.B. Egg white, the author of formerly more than to the Lake, and Scott Russell Sanders, the author of inheritance of Tools, guess their memories through the senses. He does not shrink even from knifing the iconic men who made such publications as The New Yorker: I was delighted to discover in these essays someone whose reservations are the same as mine. I can't remember exactly when I first became aware of E.B. My Mom had been an admirer of The New Yorker since her youth (she grew up in Neena, Wisconsin in the 1930's), and all the magazine's original big name . White's famous essay “Here Is New York” is part of the Metropolitan Transportation Authority's new Train of Thought literary campaign. White's essays lately, and they are charming little pieces about nothing in particular, just life. My role in the revival of Strunk's book was a fluke—just something I took on because I was not doing anything else at the time. "I'm not familiar with books on style. I've been reading this collection of E.B. White Post 3: Breakfast at Tiffany's. During the college prep years, our teen homeschooler read a lot of essays, including White's. I bought my grandmother one of EB White's collections of essays. You were asked to read two essays for Tuesday: “Once More to the Lake” by E. My favorite White essay--though I have many--is "Bedfellows"--a piece from 1956, where he recounts the exploits of his late, sometimes lamented pet Dachsund Fred, and in which the ponderous pontifications of Harry S.