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#0549: Willa Cather to Carl Van Doren, July 30 [1921]

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"THE TUESDAY NINE O'CLOCKS" TELEPHONE
NORTH 6127
38 SAINT VINCENT STREET
TORONTO2
My Dear Mr. Van Doren1;

I have been watching with the keenest interest your hair-raising feat of writing3 about a group of most dissimilar writers4, each in his own manner,; from the lumpy mountain range of Mr. Dreiser5 to my own comparatively calm vegetable garden. I am naturally most interested in the article6 on myself, and I think you have done well and generously by me. I had never tried to puzzle out why my bow had two such dissimilar strings; except that when one lives in the cornfields the people in The Musical Courier7 look very dazzling, and after one has lived a good deal among the dazzling, the cornfields have their distinct merits. Since you have managed to find some sort of logical connection8 between these two obsessions, I am very glad to accept it.

The new novel9 which I am just bringing toward the close is better than the others for several reasons, but I wonder whether you will find much improvement in form. As Mrs. Wharton10 once said; even among good things one must choose, and one must renounce. I chose what I cared for most, and I had to renounce 'form'- - - in any very sound and gratifying sense. Probably, like so many modern composers, I shall always be weak on that side.

Please don’t return my copy of "The Troll Garden"11 until the autumn. I won’t be home12 until late in October, and at this season things get lost in the mail.

With my heartiest thanks and warm appreciation,

Faithfully yours Willa Cather