But then he fell out of fashion, and the 1927 novel which made his name as a writer and won him the first of three Pulitzer prizes is all too often dismissed as a piece of mannered sentimentality. Wilder, born in small-town America at the turn of the last century, remained popular until the Sixties. I am only too aware of this snooty equivalent of the lifted lorgnette as I admit to a long-standing love of Thornton Wilder’s little slip of a book: The Bridge of San Luis Rey. teenaged?’ some inquirer will ask with a shrivelling look. We tend to make such selections at a susceptible age and they don’t necessarily stand up to the test of time. Sometimes, confessing to a favourite book can bring a flush of embarrassment to the cheeks.
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