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Dorothy Parker

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About Me

Dorothy Rothschild was born on August 22, l893 into a family of comfortable financial means. Raised by her father and Stepmother after her mother's death, she was given an excellent education for the times. Highly intelligent, she pursued a career after her formal education and proved herself to be one of the early feminists. She started writing poems early and her witty remarks are still alive today. In 1917 she was asked to join the staff at Vanity Fair magazine and to marry Edward Pond Parker II, both of which she agreed to gladly. Eddie Parker soon was stationed overseas and Dorothy became one of the founding members of the Algonquin Hotel "Round Table". Eddie arrived back from the war with an unfortunate drinking problem, and Dorothy decided she loved her new life more than she did him. They were separated far more than together and divorced in 1928. She spent a very dramatic period of time in New York City, doing theater reviews, spending time with her Algonquin friends, drinking far too much. She published poems and short stories and in 1929 won the national O. Henry Prize for the short story "Big Blonde". This established her as a serious writer. She married Alan Campbell when she was forty and he was twenty-nine. He encouraged her to go Hollywood where they became a very successful screenwriting team. Beginning in 1933 they received screen credits for fifteen films, most notably A Star Is Born (1937) which was nominated for an Academy Award. The time spent in Hollywood were the most lucrative years of her career, yet she spent every dime of it. She divorced and remarried Alan Campbell and in 1963 he died. She spent her last years in New York City, in very poor health due to heavy drinking and making do on very little money. Often, she would have to call on friends like Lillian Hellman to help her financially. Dorothy Parker died in 1967 at seventy-three years old in her New York hotel room, all alone. Time magazine devoted an entire page to her obituary, which was considered an amazing tribute. Her estate was left in full to Martin Luther King and the NAACP.

My Interests

Observation • If I don't drive around the park, I'm pretty sure to make my mark. If I'm in bed each night by ten, I may get back my looks again, If I abstain from fun and such, I'll probably amount to much, But I shall stay the way I am, Because I do not give a damn.

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Movies:

'A Star is Born'-1937 • 'Mrs. Parker and the Vicious Circle'-1994 •

Books:

Enough Rope-1926 • Sunset Gun-1927 • Close Harmony (play)-1929 • Laments for the Living-1930 • Death and Taxes-1931 • After Such Pleasures-1933 • Collected Poems: Not So Deep As A Well-1936 • Here Lies-1939 • The Portable Dorothy Parker-1944 • The Ladies of the Corridor (play)-1953 • Constant Reader-1970 • A Month of Saturdays-1971 • Not Much Fun: The Lost Poems of Dorothy Parker-1996 • Complete Stories-1999 •

My Blog

Autumn Valentine

..> ..> Autumn Valentine  ..> ..> In May my heart was breaking-Oh, wide the wound, and deep!And bitter it beat at waking,And sore it split in sleep.And when it came November,I soug...
Posted by Dorothy Parker on Fri, 05 Oct 2007 08:58:00 PST

Solace

There was a rose that faded young;I saw its shattered beauty hungUpon a broken stem.I heard them say, "What need to careWith roses budding everywhere?"I did not answer them.There was a bird, brought d...
Posted by Dorothy Parker on Sat, 15 Sep 2007 05:57:00 PST

Ballade of Unfortunate Mammals

Ballade of Unfortunate Mammals Love is sharper than stones or sticks;Lone as the sea, and deeper blue;Loud in the night as a clock that ticks;Longer-lived than the Wandering Jew.Show me a love was do...
Posted by Dorothy Parker on Fri, 06 Jul 2007 01:23:00 PST

Ballade Of A Talked-Off Ear

Ballade Of A Talked-Off Ear Daily I listen to wonder and woe,Nightly I hearken to knave or to ace,Telling me stories of lava and snow,Delicate fables of ribbon and lace,Tales of the quarry, the kill,...
Posted by Dorothy Parker on Thu, 05 Jul 2007 08:48:00 PST

Ballade Of A Great Weariness

Ballade Of A Great Weariness There's little to have but the things I had,There's little to bear but the things I bore.There's nothing to carry and naught to add,And glory to Heaven, I paid the score....
Posted by Dorothy Parker on Mon, 02 Jul 2007 12:25:00 PST