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#1751: Willa Cather to Ferris Greenslet, January 31, 1947

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FG ⬩W⬩S⬩C⬩ N. B.
W.C. asserts no rights on this matter.
FG
My dear Mr. Greenslet1:

It is difficult to ask favors from people with whom one has had no former business relations. If there is anything you can do to discourage the project of selling A SONG OF THE LARK3 to a cinema producer4, I implore you to do so. The large money offer you speak of means absolutely nothing to me. My brother, C. D. Cather5, who died suddenly in California6 seven years ago, left me a generous bequest, and I have quite as much money as I can take care of. The amount you mention as my possible share of the sum offered by the cinema producer would simply put me in a much higher income tax bracket, so that I would be very little ahead in any event. I don't want the money and I don't want the worry. And, Heaven knows, I don't want that kind of advertising. I certainly would not be able to outbid the cinema producer to escape cinema production! But if there is any other way of escaping from this threat, please give me a hint. Why, the United States7 if full of writers who are eager to have their books filmed! Couldn't a quiet person be allowed8 to indulge a personal taste?

Faithfully yours, Willa Cather