Hammett, Dashiell, TLS TO PRUDENCE WHITFIELD
wife of fellow Black Mask writer, Raoul Whitfield. March 11, 1945. While stationed in the Aleutian Islands in the waning days of World War II, Hammett mentions his editor at Black Mask magazine, Joseph Shaw: "I don't remember having told Joe Shaw I'd never write fiction again ... since I'm deep in notions -- they're still too hazy to be called ideas." Hammett chats at length about his time on the rifle range and complains about a lack of sleep: "That leaves my antique eyelids quite heavy. I think I ought to take 'em over to the quonset and lean 'em on my pillow." Some 350 breezy words. Fine.
wife of fellow Black Mask writer, Raoul Whitfield. March 11, 1945. While stationed in the Aleutian Islands in the waning days of World War II, Hammett mentions his editor at Black Mask magazine, Joseph Shaw: "I don't remember having told Joe Shaw I'd never write fiction again ... since I'm deep in notions -- they're still too hazy to be called ideas." Hammett chats at length about his time on the rifle range and complains about a lack of sleep: "That leaves my antique eyelids quite heavy. I think I ought to take 'em over to the quonset and lean 'em on my pillow." Some 350 breezy words. Fine.
wife of fellow Black Mask writer, Raoul Whitfield. March 11, 1945. While stationed in the Aleutian Islands in the waning days of World War II, Hammett mentions his editor at Black Mask magazine, Joseph Shaw: "I don't remember having told Joe Shaw I'd never write fiction again ... since I'm deep in notions -- they're still too hazy to be called ideas." Hammett chats at length about his time on the rifle range and complains about a lack of sleep: "That leaves my antique eyelids quite heavy. I think I ought to take 'em over to the quonset and lean 'em on my pillow." Some 350 breezy words. Fine.