We Need Diverse Ya Sale

Special Offers see all

Enter to WIN a $100 Credit

Subscribe to PowellsBooks.news
for a chance to win.
Privacy Policy

Visit our stores


Authors, readers, critics, media — and booksellers.


Friends and Other Characters

Ardent Spirits: Leaving Home, Coming BackArdent Spirits: Leaving Home, Coming Back by Reynolds Price

Reviewed by Michael Dirda
Washington Post Book World

After graduating from Duke University, Reynolds Price sailed off to Oxford in 1955, where he spent three years as a Rhodes scholar. During this time he published his first short story and produced a B. Litt. thesis on John Milton's dramatic poem "Samson Agonistes." He then returned to Duke for a short-term appointment as a teacher of creative writing and literature. Fifty years later, Price is still there in Durham, but now as the very distinguished James B. Duke Professor of English and one of America's most revered men of letters. This engaging memoir, however, covers just six years in a young man's life, albeit a life that was unusually rich in friendships and youthful accomplishment.

At Oxford, Price's teachers included such eminent scholars as the aristocratic David Cecil, who used to grow so excited in lectures that he would spray spittle on students in the front row; the formidable Helen Gardner, an authority on John Donne with a disturbingly flirtatious way of twiddling with the pendants she always wore; and Nevill Coghill, who had once been the teacher of W.H. Auden. During his holidays, Price also managed to meet some truly famous people: He recognized and spoke with the very young Brigitte Bardot, glimpsed philosopher Jean-Paul Sartre on the street and was given a curt bow, and actually exchanged grins with fat Nikita Khrushchev. Following a performance of Titus Andronicus, Price was introduced to Vivien Leigh and a nearly naked Laurence Olivier in their dressing room. He attended a to-die-for performance of Mozart's The Marriage of Figaro conducted by Karl Bohm and sung by Elisabeth Schwarzkopf, Irmgard Seefried, Christa Ludwig and Dietrich Fischer-Dieskau. He even dined at the home of the great actor John Gielgud. Like so many provincial Americans before him, Price eagerly, relentlessly sucked up as much English and European culture as he could.

Of course, he also fell in love. Twice. Much of this memoir recounts Price's intense friendship with a fellow undergraduate named Michael Jordan, a relationship that taught him "an enormous amount about affection, love, steadfastness, wit, and patience." That friendship continues to this day, though it has never had any physical component. On the other hand, late in his Oxford sojourn Price virtually seduced a somewhat reluctant older East European scholar he calls Matyas. Yet like many of the people Price cared about, Matyas was essentially bisexual and ultimately settled down with a wife and family.

In general, Price is very low-key about what he prefers to call his "queerness." (He notes that a "queer" friend once said: "Please don't call me gay. If you need an adjective, call me morose.") While clearly dazzlingly handsome (as the cover photograph of Ardent Spirits shows), Price claims never to have been a "draw" for men or women. He's never felt comfortable in gay bars. In his fiction he nearly always writes about heterosexual love and family life, insisting that he just doesn't know enough about homosexual couples. Fundamentally, Price presents himself as a generous mentor to the young, a deeply loyal friend and a born teacher.

Back at Duke, though, he discovers that he has absolutely nothing to teach one member of his very first writing class, a 16-year-old girl named Anne Tyler. His other early students include the now well-known poet and fiction writer Fred Chappell and the journalist and environmentalist Wallace Kaufman. Courteously, Price only hints at the jealousies and rivalries of Duke's English department, though he speaks frankly of mentor William Blackburn's eventual paranoia, and repeatedly makes clear his own current disdain for today's cult of theory and cultural studies. Surprisingly, he also questions the value of his own specialty, creative writing:

I never urge advanced writing-study on talented students. I'm more than convinced that the best writing of fiction, poetry, and drama is the result of intense independent work by a naturally gifted man or woman who finds the time... to deepen those skills in the act of probing further down into what will prove to be his or her best subject matter, matter to which only he or she has guided him or herself, not a teacher nor a group of workshop colleagues.

Certainly, this was Price's own method. Ardent Spirits traces his own literary self-formation: a first story and essays published in Encounter (he reviewed Albert Camus and Iris Murdoch with "deplorable condescension"); encouragement from people like William Styron, Stephen Spender and the agent Diarmuid Russell (whose clients included Eudora Welty); and the gradual realization that what he thought was just another story was in fact his first novel, A Long and Happy Life (which won the William Faulkner Award in 1962).

While much of Ardent Spirits feels agreeably conversational and digressive, Price's individual sentences and similes can be striking: "Their mutual devotion was clear as clean water"; a landlady's black tea was "strong enough to ream a radiator"; Bill Blackburn "could scarcely write a postcard."

Still, some of these pages do seem to lack punch, mainly because Price scrupulously sticks to just what he can remember. One wishes that he'd kept a diary and recorded the exact words and witticisms of his brilliant teachers and friends. David Cecil, he does tell us, once warned him that the famously ugly and notoriously sharp-witted Cyril Connolly was "not as nice as he looks." Fortunately, Price does offer some typically winning vignettes of W.H. Auden, who was in residence at Oxford as professor of poetry:

I mentioned my love of Emily Dickinson; he nodded with no enthusiasm -- 'Very little-bitty at times, don't you feel?'... He asked for my favorite opera composer. I said Wagner; he grinned, shut his eyes in bliss, tilted his head back:... 'I long to direct a production of Tristan und Isolde with two large lesbians -- no man and woman could ever carry on so fervently about one another.'

When Auden finally left Oxford, the neat and tidy Price was given a glimpse of the poet's living quarters: "I looked round at two rooms in a state of disarray that I'd never before seen generated by any human being. And Wystan had only been in residence for two months. The desk, the floors, the tables, and every other surface were inches -- if not feet -- deep in abandoned books, magazines, clothing, galley proofs, dirty dishes, whatever. My face may have betrayed my literal shock; but Auden only gave a brisk wave above the chaos and said 'If you'd like to come back later and see if there's anything you want, by all means do.' "

Does the fastidious Reynolds Price come back to rummage through the great poet's trash? You'll have to read the very enjoyable Ardent Spirits to find out.

Dirda -- mdirda@gmail.com -- writes each Thursday in Style.

Books mentioned in this post

  1. Ardent Spirits: Leaving Home, Coming... Used Hardcover $12.50

11 Responses to "Friends and Other Characters"

    Jean May 22nd, 2009 at 1:22 am

    I am confused. What does the memoir described in the review have to do with the rise and fall of prohibition? Have you matched the wrong review with the cover of the book. The author, John Kobler is not mentioned in the review.

    Jan Martell May 22nd, 2009 at 3:47 am

    Dear Powells,

    I enjoyed Dirda's review of Price's Ardent Spirits -- please post the actual book and title!

    Nancy May 22nd, 2009 at 4:09 am

    This can't be the book being reviewed. Is there another Ardent Spirits book about Reynolds Price?

    CM May 22nd, 2009 at 4:57 am

    Now I'm curious what book it is that you ARE reviewing. It certainly isn't the volume about Prohibition!

    Lisa May 22nd, 2009 at 6:02 am

    Um, whoops?

    "While clearly dazzlingly handsome (as the cover photograph of Ardent Spirits shows)..." I've seen some really interesting bottles, but I'd never call any of them "dazzlingly handsome."

    Judy Parr May 22nd, 2009 at 7:03 am

    I was pleasantly surprised to read about Reynolds Price's life instead of a review of a book about the rise and fall of prohibition. Perhaps there was some mix-up that combined a title and photo for review of a book about Prohibition with Michael Dirda's review of a book about Price.

    Blatanville May 22nd, 2009 at 8:14 am

    Um, is this the right review of the book as pictured?
    The cover in the book image says the book is written by John Kobler, but the review makes the books sound like autobiography or memoir...
    The book linked at the foot of the review (powell's own site) has this as a synopsis:
    "Ardent Spirit covers the full range of the temperance idea in America, beginning in the early seventeenth century and continuing through the prohibition years, 1919-1933. Using a wide variety of sour"
    Yet nowhere in the book review above is prohibition mentioned...

    That said, this boo-boo pointed out TWO interesting books for the price of one.

    R Anderson May 22nd, 2009 at 8:50 am

    This does not appear to be a review of the book by John Kobler.

    Heidi May 22nd, 2009 at 9:54 am

    Thanks for all your comments on today's Review-a-Day.
    This is your friendly, and evidently somewhat distracted, Review-a-Day administrator. My apologies for the mix-up -- the correct book and cover image has now been properly associated with this review.


    Bill Brennock May 22nd, 2009 at 11:10 am

    Well, I'm feeling somewhat better to find that I'm apparently not the only "Reader"
    who fails to see the relationship between W H Auden
    Mr Price and the era of PROHIBITION ?

    Bill Brennock May 22nd, 2009 at 11:13 am

    OK, Heidi, I just found your " My Bad "

    Soldier onward !


Post a comment:

Get Your Gravatar

  1. Please note:
  2. All comments require moderation by Powells.com staff.
  3. Comments submitted on weekends might take until Monday to appear.
PowellsBooks.Blog uses Gravatar to allow you to personalize the icon that appears beside your name when you post. If you don't have one already, get your Gravatar today!
  • back to top


Powell's City of Books is an independent bookstore in Portland, Oregon, that fills a whole city block with more than a million new, used, and out of print books. Shop those shelves — plus literally millions more books, DVDs, and gifts — here at Powells.com.