![]() ![]() ![]() Woolson’s bookish father, a prosperous New England stove manufacturer, was an insecure man whose deafness intensified his inherent melancholy, and the deaths of three of her older sisters, weeks after Woolson’s birth in 1840, so devastated her mother that she never recovered. ![]() Woolson’s latest advocate is Anne Boyd Rioux, a professor of English at the University of New Orleans, whose very reliable “Constance Fenimore Woolson: Portrait of a Lady Novelist” resurrects her subject as a pioneering author who chose a literary career over the more conventional options of marriage and motherhood, a choice made in spite of the debilitating depressions that plagued her and her family. But he failed, and to Woolson’s admirers his failure is symbolic: you can’t keep this good writer down. These were the dark silk ones that, after her sudden death, Henry James presumably tried to drown in a Venetian lagoon, hurling them from his gondola and jabbing them with a pole to keep them from rising. If the American writer Constance Fenimore Woolson is remembered at all, it’s mostly for her dresses. Norton & Company, 416 pages, $33īy Constance Fenimore Woolson, edited by Anne Boyd Rioux, W.W. Constance Fenimore Woolson: Portrait of a Lady Novelistīy Anne Boyd Rioux, W.W. ![]()
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