John Bryant's review essay, "Editing Melville in Manuscript" reveals an astonishing lack of control, and I have not said a word about his ideas on textual editing.
Some items from my1990 diary.
2 March 1990 [I] discovered a Melville letter at NYPL in
Duyckinck Collection folder of undated letters from unidentified correspondents.
[This is the letter refusing to review a book by D.D.]
3 March Called Harry [Hayford] about [new] letter
3 March Called [John] Bryant [because he is in charge of
EXTRACTS, the place to put new discoveries]. ADE session on Editing Melville.
Told him Melville Research is where the action is. S[ai]d I wdn’t be on [a
panel] with crazies like mmmmmm mmmmm or xxx or xxxxxxx. Harry is furious at
him [Bryant].
20 March [Harry] talked also of J Bryant, toward whom he is
. . . contemptuous . . . .
28 March--Talked to Harry--errors in M’s Reading--He’s to call Young Bryant & say “hold horses”-- Warburton not source for Koran on wine/Arnaut
30 April--call from Bryant--idiotically pushing claim that
Wm Dodd = DD [author of the book EAD asked HM to review --the letter I found at
NYPL]--idiotic--wants to rewrite my introduction to letter. S[ai]d no
15 October--nasty letter from young Bryant about New Hist[oricism]
program.
23 October-- Long call from Harry about Mrs B in the poem
& other matters--told him about Young Bryant’s censoring me
[This in these square
brackets is not diary but a letter from me a few years later, 2000] I tell
someone: “I had always assumed xxxxx was going to do the book--but life is so
short that if Leviathan will print you swiftly and if you are content with John
Bryant’s handling, I would go with Leviathan. I always find that John is the
sort of editor who “fiddles” and makes things worse--he made me and Brian say
something we did not say--and [Robert] Milder slammed us in print for saying
it, when we had not said it. So I am
wary of him as editor.”] [He never once gave good advice but always wanted to
fiddle, and did so every time if you did not make yourself very clear and get
some power behind you, as when I got Gail Coffler to keep him from messing up
my memorial for Walter Bezanson, one of the best things I ever wrote. Bryant
had a compulsion to put himself into everything, to make himself somehow the
center, the star or chief mourner, and always he would mess up anything he
touched, as when he set Brian Higgins and me up for ridicule.]
30 December [Chicago] Into the Lions’ Den--Wai-chee &
audience contemptuous of HH & me. Party line of Lauter about CEAA pristine
texts--“Ethan Brand” still about HM [though NH wrote it long before HM was a
writer]. HH: Bullshit: “not on same
wave length.” Hostility to my Auguste Davezac plea. Seelye attacking me--“Discredit
the Expansionist!” (without knowing him). Only Kenneth Dauber seeing that it
was an ethical issue I raised. Why is
he an asst prof still? Mediated Gretchko and Young Bryant. Lunch with Walt & Gail HH Lynn Mary K Gretchko Bryant,
Sandberg. [THEN] Alone on Wall St. on Sunday. [Brian was sick.] In snow took 2
1/2 mile walk--Water Tower Place--. . . Old Town up Wells--far up Clark past Fullerton
to Barry . . . 14 degrees--That was the time to take a cab bk--Afraid of
frostbite on face
[This was the meeting where Bob Wallace described the “petulant” red-bearded stranger who kept shouting from the doorway, THE FACTS
DON’T MATTER! THE FACTS DON’T MATTER! and were I remember the prophet as the Satanic red-bearded stranger. This was
the meeting after which I never went to the transformed Bryant-Wai-chee
Melville Society in the United States. The facts really had stopped mattering.]
I am repeating this because it is so shocking.
I am stunned that the June 2019 LEVIATHAN would print Bryant
saying this: "Parthenope (pronounced PAR-thin-OH-pee) is now the
newly sanctioned title for what we have in the past referred to as Melville’s Burgundy Club Sketches.” Did no one at LEVIATHAN have the power
to help him control himself?
You can ask any dope
How to say Penelope,
How to say Penelope,
But it takes a Johnny B.
To Mispronounce Parthenope.
This would be merely amusing if in what passes as the final
review of THE WRITINGS OF HERMAN MELVILLE John Bryant in LEVIATHAN had not
gotten so very much wrong. At least we won't be around if Melvilleans
centuries hence go about saying PAR-thin-OH pee! PAR-thin-OH pee! PAR-thin-OH
pee! PAR-thin-OH pee!
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