A Life in Letters

Missives from the mountain. . . . A sprightly and revealing collection by the writer who captured postwar American life, love, and loss

Kirkus

One of the greatest American writers of the 20th century . . . Brilliant, riveting and essential for anyone remotely interested in Updike; shockingly salacious enough to enthral the remotely curious; and cleverly annotated for easy reading . . . The best letters are those to his wives in the 1970s, where you realise that Updike’s greatness as a writer lies not in his much-lauded descriptive powers, nor in his ability to weave arcane areas of computer science or theology into his fiction, but in his ruthlessly honest psychological acuity, as he lays himself bare — right down to admitting he likes to beat his wife’s lover at golf

The Times

By turns fascinating, embarrassing, and even moving, the letters reveal that Updike’s ceaseless coupling was never quite about lust at all. It was about faith — about locating meaning amid the mundanities of the modern world

UnHerd

A profoundly poignant portrait, an invaluable historical document, and a timely reflection on the eternal tensions between societal conventions and free speech . . . The great writer has been branded a misogynist and narcissist. Yet as his letters prove, his writing remains uncannily evocative

The Telegraph

John Updike had the mind of a middling middle-class postwar American male, and the prose style of a literary genius . . . Friends, enemies and lovers animate more than 60 years of the author’s remarkable correspondence . . . John Updike, the man incapable of writing a bad sentence

Guardian

Wonderfully copious . . . Updike simply had it: an instinctive feeling for the shape of American sentences, for the murmuring music of nouns and verbs and the way they could pin reality to the page

New Statesman

The book’s editor James Schiff’s footnotes provide illuminating context and help to bring Updike and his world charging into the present with such force that, at times, it is difficult to accept that the man who wrote these letters is dead . . . Updike was a prodigious correspondent but this selection is also a paean to the vanishing art of letter writing. Will such a book be possible in the future? A dashed off email is not going to reveal a personality as vividly, no matter who writes it. Updike would not have accepted a sombre ending so I’ll just say his letters are gold, shining with insights about literature and life, and an opportunity to hear his voice as clearly as anywhere else in his oeuvre

Financial Times