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Thornton Niven Wilder (April 17, 1897 – December 7, 1975) was an American playwright and novelist. He received three Pulitzer Prizes, one for his novel The Bridge of San Luis Rey and two for his plays Our Town and The Skin of Our Teeth, and a National Book Award for his novel The Eighth Day.
After graduating, Wilder studied in Rome, Italy, and then taught French at the Lawrenceville School in Lawrenceville, New Jersey. In 1926 Wilder's first novel, The Cabala, was published. In 1927, The Bridge of San Luis Rey brought him commercial success and his first Pulitzer Prize in 1928. He resigned from the Lawrenceville School in 1928. From 1930 to 1937 he taught at the University of Chicago. In 1938 he won the Pulitzer Prize for Drama for his play Our Town and he won the prize again in 1942 for his play The Skin of Our Teeth.
World War II saw him rise to the rank of lieutenant colonel in the U.S. Army Air Force Intelligence, first in Africa, then in Italy until 1945. He received several awards. He went on to be a visiting professor at the University of Hawaii and to teach poetry at Harvard, where he served for a year as the Charles Eliot Norton professor. Though he considered himself a teacher first and a writer second, he continued to write all his life, receiving the Peace Prize of the German Book Trade in 1957 and the Presidential Medal of Freedom in 1963. In 1967 he won the National Book Award for his novel The Eighth Day.
Wilder translated plays by André Obey and Jean-Paul Sartre, and wrote the libretti to two operas, The Long Christmas Dinner, composed by Paul Hindemith, and The Alcestiad, composed by Louise Talma and based on his own play. Also, Alfred Hitchcock, whom he admired, asked him to write the screenplay to his thriller, Shadow of a Doubt.
The Bridge of San Luis Rey (1927) tells the story of several unrelated people who happen to be on a bridge in Peru when it collapses, killing them. Philosophically, the book explores the problem of evil, or the question, of why unfortunate events occur to people who seem "innocent" or "undeserving". It won the Pulitzer Prize in 1928, and in 1998 it was selected by the editorial board of the American Modern Library as one of the 100 best novels of the twentieth century. The book was quoted by British Prime Minister Tony Blair during the memorial service for victims of the September 11 attacks in 2001.[1] Since then its popularity has grown enormously. The book is the progenitor of the modern disaster epic in literature and film-making, where a single disaster intertwines the victims, whose lives are then explored by means of flashbacks to events before the disaster.
Wilder was the author of Our Town, a popular play (and later film) set in fictional Grover's Corners, New Hampshire. It was inspired by his friend Gertrude Stein's novel The Making of Americans, and many elements of Stein's deconstructive style can be found throughout the work. Wilder suffered from severe writer's block while writing the final act. Our Town employs a choric narrator called the "Stage Manager" and a minimalist set to underscore the human experience. Wilder himself played the Stage Manager on Broadway for two weeks and later in summer stock productions. Following the daily lives of the Gibbs and Webb families, as well as the other inhabitants of Grover’s Corners, Wilder illustrates the importance of the universality of the simple, yet meaningful lives of all people in the world in order to demonstrate the value of appreciating life. The play won the 1938 Pulitzer Prize.
In 1938, Max Reinhardt directed a Broadway production of The Merchant of Yonkers, which Wilder had adapted from Austrian playwright Johann Nestroy's Einen Jux will er sich machen (1842). It was a failure, closing after just 39 performances.
His play The Skin of Our Teeth opened in New York on November 18, 1942, with Fredric March and Tallulah Bankhead in the leading roles. Again, the themes are familiar — the timeless human condition; history as progressive, cyclical, or entropic; literature, philosophy, and religion as the touchstones of civilization. Three acts dramatize the travails of the Antrobus family, allegorizing the alternate history of mankind. It was claimed by Joseph Campbell and Robert Morton Robinson, authors of A Skeleton Key to Finnegan's Wake, that much of the play was the result of unacknowledged borrowing from James Joyce's last work.
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we went to all the musicals put on at the high school, though
also:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gpMGzAY34KE
I'm still in NYC, finished up a wedding. The bride and groom just went to bed, and I have a plane I have to leave to catch in three hours.
It's like the 2am nightclub bouncer test on a harder difficulty setting.
no
i like pussy, i ain't gonna watch that gay shit
I'll never finish those two cover letters in time before my vacation.
Fuuuu
that was super stressful
failed to grab her phone number. assumed she was on the FB.
she is not on the FB.
DUE blew it. blah.
i ignored her advances until whoops.
We did it because it has very minuscule requirements in terms of production. And because it's part of our New England heritage.
Hey apparently Age of Conan did the smartest thing and doesn't require a subscription any more. I guess now I can check out that starting area even you appreciated and trash it the moment I step in the MMO portion of the game.
You'll get used to it.
Feels good man.
Was that when you all sprung out of Father Zeus's eye, fully formed and clothed?
Nah, that name has no meaning to me anymore. I like this one. Besides, it's 4 letters. After years of having that long fucking name it's nice to have one this short.
No, it was when the Frost Giants sweated us out.
And, yeah, that's a bad thing.
evil clowns, people...
Oh...I'm not sure we can be friends anymore, Zeus and Odin wouldn't like it
*Sigh* I guess it's my turn to drink the death-like sleep inducing potion while you kill yourself over my slumbering body...
yeah that's why you don't do that
Man, at least pick a recognizable character to cushion the blow.
Thats only in Multiplayer and mostly only in Team based modes and its not just Sweet Tooth, there are other gangs too.
That is the only way we can end this. Well, perhaps we could also write up a tearful LJ page too, first
You do the tearful purple prose poetry, I'll make sure our estranged parents know it's their fault by saying it's not their fault.
be exciting. be be exciting.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=guTbj91zoh0
one of my friends and I jammed out to this song every day before class in high school.
a million years ago.