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The Grass Harp: Truman Capote on the Sunny Side of the Street

"Gonna take a Sentimental Journey,
Gonna set my heart at ease.
Gonna make a Sentimental Journey,
to renew old memories...

Never thought my heart could be so yearny.
Why did I decide to roam?
Gotta take that Sentimental Journey,
Sentimental Journey home.
Sentimental Journey."



Random House, New York, New York

Scene One--The office of Bob Linscott,Editor for Truman Capote, Carson McCullers, among others Random House, New York, NY

Linscott: Truman, you're a wonderful writer...

Capote: Oh, that's so true. There's only one TC! (Truman takes a languorous puff from his cigarette and stares dreamily at the ceiling, then looks at Bob, giving him a sultry look.)

Linscott: Don't pull that pouty baby face look on me. It won't work.

Capote: Why, Bob, I don't know what you mean! (In a whining tone)

Linscott: Look. Bennett's getting nervous. It's been two years since Other Voices, Other Rooms came out. That jacket photo just about made us all laughing stocks.

Capote: Now, that was perfectly innocent, Bob. And, Foxy, you had final approval on that picture. Now, didn't you?

Linscott: You caught me at a weak moment.

Capote: (Waving his cigarette delicately) Well, there you have it, Bobby.

Linscott: We've kept you in front of the public, Truman. We published your short fiction in
A Tree of Night: And Other Stories. But you've been promising...

Capote: And it was a ROUSING success. You were at the reading down at the Poetry Center. I was practically BLASTED off that high stool Malcolm had me sit on by the applause. How many times have you heard Bravo and Encore shouted outside of an opera house? Hmmmm???

Linscott: And you hopped off that stool and were bowing and blowing kisses with both hands. Have you absolutely no shame, Truman?

Capote: What's that, Bob? Shame? (giggling)

Linscott: Truman, you SKIPPED off the damned stage like a school boy!



HUZZAH!
Capote: Well, Foxy, I FELT like a school boy. Why, I DID!

Linscott: And don't tell me you're still working on Summer Crossing.

Capote: But, Bob, I am. I really, really am. It's just that the progress is slow.

Linscott: Really, Truman. What do you not understand? A rich New York girl falls in love with a cab stand attendant?

Capote: Love comes in many places. Wherever you find it, is natural.

Linscott: I'm sure you would know, Truman. But it's THIN, Truman, THIN! Any author could write it. It doesn't have your unique artistic stamp.

Capote: Well, actually, Jack doesn't like it either.



Truman and Jack Dunphy, long time companions

Linscott: You're not helping that gad about with his novel are you, Truman?

Capote: NO! Bob! I wouldn't do that. Why would I lie? (eyes dart left and right)

Linscott: For any of the same reasons you always do, Truman. So what am I going to tell Bennett?

Capote: Alright. I tore it up. I didn't like it either.

Linscott: You tore it up! Truman!

Capote: Well you said you didn't like it. I tore it up. It's finished. Gone. Never to see the light of day. Happy? I'm working on something else. Something from back in Alabama. About growing up with Callie, Sook, and Annie.

Linscott: Is this true? I want to see the first two chapters.

Capote: Oh, Bob! You won't believe it. It's about the lovely years I spent with my cousins. I know how dark and gloomy Other Voices, Other Rooms was. But this is the HAPPY TC. It's very real to me, more real than anything I've ever written, probably ever will.

Linscott: That's what you've said about EVERYTHING you've ever written.

Capote: (sulking) I cry. I have no control over myself or what I'm doing. Memories are always breaking my heart, Bob. You know, it's not easy writing a beautiful book.

SCENE TWO--Truman on the terrace of the Fontana Vecchia in Taormina, on the phone. Linscott in his office at Random House, also on phone.

Linscott: Truman, Truman, Truman. This is absolutely wonderful. So, Dolly, that'd be Sook, right? She's got a patent medicine for Dropsy that Verena...

Capote: Ye-e-e-s, that would be Cousin Callie. She could be so mean--

Linscott: And Verena is going to steal Dolly's recipe to make the money off it--

Capote: (Yawning. Jack is rubbing his shoulders) That's right. Callie always was the richest, meanest woman in town.

Linscott: So, they run off from home and find a treehouse between two China Berry trees and live there, and Verena sends the law to bring them back, and there's this retired Judge--

Capote--Charlie Cool who falls in love with Dolly, and Catherine Creek, Dolly's helper, and Riley, an older boy I looked up to all living up in this tree. And Judge Cool stands between Verena, the law and the townspeople who are trying to get Dolly to go back home and live with Verena.

Linscott: My boy, my boy--This is simply marvelous stuff. How are you going to get them down out of the tree? ARE you going to get them out of the tree?

Capote: Bob, you'll just have to wait and see. I'm mailing out the last sections June 4.

Linscott: I hope you mean June 4, 1951, and not 52 or 53.

Capote: Really Bob. You need to loosen up a little. First you drink, then you have sex, and then you smoke. You should try it sometime.

Linscott: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Wonderful stuff. Simply marvelous. Now this is the TC I know and love that we ALL know and love here at Random House.

Capote: Give my regards to Bennett, Foxy. (hanging up) A little lower Jack, honey.

SCENE THREE: Scenes of train travelling through the Italian countryside. A map flashes Florence, Rome, and finally Venice. Truman is on the phone looking out his hotel room overlooking the Canal.

CAPOTE: Uhm, Bob, Truman

Linscott: How could I ever mistake that voice, my boy.

Capote: Oh, Bob. I do hope you are pleased with the book.

Linscott: Uhm, how can I say this, Truman. I didn't like the ending. Nobody hear at Random House liked the ending.



And if Bennett Cerf isn't happy, ain't nobody happy at Random House

Capote: But, Bob, WHY? I just don't understand! (plaintively, turning into a pouty face)

Linscott: Well, Truman, the first half was absolutely divine! I was expecting a continuing miracle! I don't think we got that. Not at all.

Capote: But, but, but...

Linscott: Not, you understand, that it isn't a good as a story and as superb as a piece of righting. There's no specific criticism to be made; just that we all had a slight feeling of letdown, tapering off a little, with the ending coming to soon. It's so short, we don't think people will buy it as a novel.

Capote: I cannot endure it (stamping feet) that all of you think my book a failure. I am simply striken by such overpowering opinion!

Linscott: "We'll pray that the critics won't have the same feeling of vague letdown in the last half that effected us.

SCENE FOUR: Review pages swirl coming to rest on headlines as a back drop to Truman Capote sitting in a comfortable chair. Capote holds an Atlantic Magazine. Newspapers and magazines are scattered around his chair.



First Edition, The Grass Harp

NEW YORK HERALD TRIBUNE--

THE GRASS HARP SHOWS THE MATURING AND MELLOWING OF ONE OF AMERICA'S BEST YOUNG WRITERS

NEW YORK TIMES--

A VAST IMPROVEMENT OVER OTHER VOICES OTHER ROOMS

THE COMMONWEAL--

WITHIN THE SLIM COMPASS OF THIS WORK, TRUMAN CAPOTE HAS ACHIEVED A MASTERPIECE OF PASSIONATE SIMPLICITY

(Lights begin to fade)

Capote: (reading aloud) "The Atlantic Monthly commented that 'The Grass Harp charms you into sharing the author's feeling that there is a special poetry - a spontaneity and wonder and delight - in lives untarnished by conformity and common sense.'"

Capote: (reading reviews with satisfied smile) All books are far too long. MY theory is that a book should be like a seed you plant, and that the reader should make his own flower. Now, Bob, Honey--Bennett--What was it you were saying? Actually, I'm thinking about an extraordinary young woman that loves to shop at Tiffany's.

Stage lights fade to black.

FINIS












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Ebook De grasharp - Een nachtboom read Online! Truman Capote was an American writer whose non-fiction, stories, novels and plays are recognised literary classics, including the novella Breakfast at Tiffany's (1958) and In Cold Blood (1965), which he labeled a "non-fiction novel." At least 20 films and TV dramas have been produced from Capote novels, stories and screenplays.

He was born as Truman Streckfus Persons to a salesman Archulus Persons and young Lillie Mae. His parents divorced when he was four and he went to live with his mother's relatives in Monroeville, Alabama. He was a lonely child who learned to read and write by himself before entering school. In 1933, he moved to New York City to live with his mother and her new husband, Joseph Capote, a Cuban-born businessman. Mr. Capote adopted Truman, legally changing his last name to Capote and enrolling him in private school. After graduating from high school in 1942, Truman Capote began his regular job as a copy boy at The New Yorker. During this time, he also began his career as a writer, publishing many short stories which introduced him into a circle of literary critics. His first novel, Other Voices, Other Rooms, published in 1948, stayed on The New York Times bestseller list for nine weeks and became controversial because of the photograph of Capote used to promote the novel, posing seductively and gazing into the camera.

In the 1950s and 1960s, Capote remained prolific producing both fiction and non-fiction. His masterpiece, In Cold Blood, a story about the murder of the Clutter family in Holcomb, Kansas, was published in 1966 in book form by Random House, became a worldwide success and brought Capote much praise from the literary community. After this success he published rarely and suffered from alcohol addiction. He died in 1984 at age 59.


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