summer dresses – girls – short stories – Irwin Shaw

“When I think of New York City, I think of all the girls, the Jewish girls, the Italian girls, the Irish, Polack, Chinese, German, Negro, Spanish, Russian girls, all on parade in the city.  I don’t know whether it’s something special with me or whether every man in the city walks around with the same feeling inside him, but I feel as though I’m at a picnic in this city.  I like to sit near the women in the theaters, the famous beauties who’ve taken six hours to get ready and look it.  And the young girls at the football games, with the red cheeks, and when the warm weather comes, the girls in their summer dresses . . .”  He finished his drink.  “That’s the story. You asked for it, remember.  I can’t help but look at them.  I can’t help but want them.”

The romantic idea is that everybody around a writer must suffer for his talent. I think a writer is a citizen of humanity, part of his nation, part of his family. He may have to make some compromises.
Irwin Shaw

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