Our greatest living novelist is hanging up his spikes. He has been mulling it over for two years, he told Charles McGrath of the New York Times. “I didn’t say anything about it because I wanted to be sure it was true,” he said. “I thought, ‘Wait a minute, don’t announce your retirement and then come out of it.’ I’m not Frank Sinatra. So I didn’t say anything to anyone, just to see if it was so.” Here's a link to what Roth calls his last interview, and here's a little more about how he came to his decision.
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“I sat around for a month or two trying to think of something else and I
thought, ‘Maybe it’s over, maybe it’s over,’ ” he said. “I gave myself a
dose of fictional juice by rereading writers I hadn’t read in 50 years
and who had meant quite a lot when I read them. I read Dostoevsky, I
read Conrad — two or three books by each. I read Turgenev, two of the
greatest short stories ever written, ‘First Love’ and ‘The Torrents of
Spring.’ ” He also reread Faulkner and Hemingway.
“And then I decided to reread my own books,” Mr. Roth went on, “and I began from the last book forward, casting a cold eye. And I thought, ‘You did all right.’ But when I got to ‘Portnoy’ ” — “Portnoy’s Complaint,” published in 1969 — “I had lost interest, and I didn’t read the first four books.”
“So I read all that great stuff,” he added, “and then I read my own and I
knew I wasn’t going to get another good idea, or if I did, I’d have to
slave over it.”
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