Wednesday, June 29, 2016

The Site Was Started Two Years Before This Cartoon Was Published.

Glycee Print of Subpoenaed Diaries of Anais Nin No Longer Available.

However, Jack Ziegler's cartoon is still available check out the link below:

The Subpoenaed Diaries Of Anaïs Nin - New Yorker Cartoon

By: Jack Ziegler Item #: 8539536

Published November 23, 1998
The Subpoenaed Diaries Of Anais Nin

Court officers hauling piles and piles of diaries to courtroom.

We can't copy the cartoon here, as it can only be licensed through the New Yorker's Cartoon Bank so check out the link above.

The Cartoon Bank is the brain child of another great cartoonist, Bob Mankoff and author of a delightful memoir:

How About Never, Is Never Good For You?

Monday, April 18, 2016

Tristine Rainer: Remembering John Ferrone

                               Remembering John Ferrone
                                   who died 4/10/2016

Anaïs Nin introduced me to John Ferrone, her Harcourt Brace Jovanovich editor at her Silverlake, California house where she lived with Rupert Pole as his wife. John, a New Yorker, knew her other husband, Hugo Guiler, as well and was privy to the secret of Anaïs’ double life. As one of the most grace-full men I have known, both in his manner and his movements, he was at ease in the world of sexual/emotional discretion. He'd lived the life of an undisguised gay man of 1950's in New York, and it was a world he negotiated with integrity and subtlety.

 In 1978 when I published my first book The New Diary in hardbound, John made an offer to my publisher Jeremy Tarcher, for Harcourt to acquire the paperback rights. Although he was contractually obligated to inform me of the offer, Tarcher without my knowledge rejected the Harcourt offer out of hand. When I learned from John that he'd made the trade paperback offer while no one had told me, he was outraged. He was a genteel literary editor, a breed that has all but disappeared, a man of honor who pledged his impressive gifts to enhance the work of his authors and stay in the background. He was modest about the vast improvements he made in Anaïs Nin's prose.

Anaïs, who most valued spontaneity in writing, once told me dismissively flicking her fingers, "Punctuation, grammar, that's for editors." John did far more than correct her unschooled grammar and punctuation, though. He highlighted the intelligence and emotional wisdom in her outpourings while giving her work an aesthetic subtlety it would otherwise lack.

Because of his commitment to make Anais’ writing shine in the best light, John's relationship with Rupert became antagonistic after her death. Each man complained to me about the other. Rupert wanted to preserve Anais’ every word as she wrote it. He was working with John on Harcourt's publication of her posthumous erotic work. John was dedicated to making her writing as honed as possible, which required cutting and shaping. They both loved her and her memory and, as with so many people who have loved her or her work, felt an almost irrational exclusive ownership of her. Yet on another occasion I recall an evening when John and Rupert were as jovial as two teenage buddies together. I was then in my 30's and working as President of Grand Central Films, a co-venture between Thames Television and an American production company. I wanted to option the Diaries as a network television mini-series. Since John was visiting L.A. and I then had an unlimited expense account, I invited John and Rupert to an expensive trendy restaurant near paramount. They were adorable, each vying to be the most charming and witty, like competing beaus. Anaïs was gone but her flirtatious spirit was with us that night.

In later years I would phone John when I visited New York and he would always make time to take me to lunch or dinner or, even better, cook for me. We both enjoyed literary gossip and swapping stories about  Anaïs’ foibles and secrets. He was lonely after his partner died, and for such a reserved gentleman, warm and vulnerable when he talked about the importance-the centrality-of love in our lives.

I recall only one disagreement between John and myself, it was just a half-full/half empty difference in perspective. I had been admiring Anaïs’ tenacity in working on herself, in transforming herself from a neurotic, frustrated unpublished writer into a joyous woman who shared her hard-won success and wisdom with others. John bemoaned that Anaïs enjoyed the publication of her Diaries and her emotional equanimity so late in her life. "She only had a few years before knowledge of her cancer ruined it." he said, "it took her so long to get what she wanted. She enjoyed it so briefly."

But she got there. She realized her dreams," I said.

He shook his head. "Too briefly."

I understand those feelings now, John. You had a relatively long life, living despite Parkinsons Disease to 91. My regret is that our friendship blossomed only in your later years and lasted too briefly, too briefly.

Any typos in this posting are not due to it's author, but to the scribe who typed it into html so that readers of the blog would be able to read it in a timely fashion. For readers who missed the New York Times obit (Thank you Steven Reigns for sending it on) please link here.


Sunday, February 21, 2016

Happy 113th Birthday to Anais Post 2

This just in from Judith Citrin

In time to celebrate in some time zones Anais's 113th birthday with a second post.

For the promised Antioch video on The Allure of Anais click the you tube link below.

Happy Birthday Anais

"Joy appears now in the little things. The big themes remain tragic but a leaf fluttered in through the window this morning, as if supported by the rays of the sun, a bird settled on the fire escape, joy in the taste of coffee--Joy accompanied me as I walked to the press. The secret of joy is the mastery of pain.
-Anais Nin

Joyeux anniversaire Anais!

From the Thinking of Anais Nin site, we are posting something from the archives. The first screenshot of the Thinking of Anais Nin site.

Saturday, January 30, 2016

Allure of Anais Nin

Apologies to the Nin World for not posting this interview with Steven Reigns earlier:

The event was this Friday. I was traveling when I received the interview and since Steven is interviewed in many contexts, I didn't track that it might be an interview for this event. "Allure" also featured Diana Rabb and Tristine Rainer whom I had the pleasure of meeting at an earlier event last year where presenters included my friends Valerie Harms and Sas Colby and Barbara Kraft.

I received a picture today from Steven and my dear friend Judith Citrin who was a dear friend of Anais's and spoke at the event this weekend. Here we are years ago with  Anais's editor  at Swallow, Donna Ippolito discussing the current site.

 Steven mentioned he will update us on the event at a later moment. And of course I hope to touch base with Judith when she is back in the Chicago area to hear about it in person.

Friday, August 28, 2015

Simone Marie Lorenz: What Survives is Love

This picture of Simone Lorenz and Rupert was sent to us by Simone years ago with her memorial words for Rupert. In June after not quite two weeks after her death, her husband  Bruce Cohen sent us her farewell and a moving eulogy on his life in partnership with his "Shanti." In a later missive he wrote:

I'm in the long recovery process ahead and currently sorting through some clothing. Rupert had gifted Simone with Anaïs' cape/poncho (photo attached) and its my intention to find it a home where it will treasured, as well as bringing in some money to help pay the huge medical bills that surpassed all of our savings and resources. Renate had also gifted us two old LP records which are in very good shape, The Diary of Anaïs Nin — Volume One: 1931 - 1933; and The Diary of Anaïs Nin — Volume Two: 1934 - 1936. I would like to do the same with these.

I have no idea what they are worth and I am absolutely exhausted from the years of caring for Simone to even figure out how to figure that out. I'm wondering if any of you might know what their value might be, or be able to assist with connecting me with someone who might be interested. I want the transactions to be reasonable and good for all involved.

If anyone is interested in contacting Bruce Cohen (now Bodhi Jeffrey's officially since August 18th) please visit his website

"What survives "wrote Simone at the end of her eulogy for Rupert "is Love." 
We remember Simone, a beautiful soul and being with great love and affection.
 It has taken us awhile to write this blog post.  She died in May. We will always
 remember  her graceful and peaceful presence with these lines of  Roethke: 
"To come across warblers in early May is to forget time and death"

Remembering Rupert

Although  I did not personally know Anaïs while she was physically alive — I was only 11 at the time of her death —  she has been an important presence and influence in my life. I was first introduced to her in my teenage years through the initially published journals and fiction which made me feel less alone as I struggled with the challenge and opportunity of creating a life different from the oppressive and destructive one into which I was born. Anaïs showed me that we don’t have to settle for the limitations or trappings of the culture or family that we are born into.

My husband and I met dear Rupert in early 1995 after written correspondence followed by my phone call expressing interest in Anaïs and her “artistic revolutionary” friends. I also wanted to share a project I was working on featuring her literary gems. Rupert warmly invited us to the Silver Lake house which he still lived in until his final days — the very house he and Anaïs had designed together with his brother Eric Lloyd Wright. Thus, our friendship with Rupert and later, with his incredible family — the Wrights — began.

Visiting Rupert was like stepping back in time — back to when Anaïs was still alive, back into the images and stories of the magical times and colorful people described in Anaïs' writings. Being with him and hearing his stories was inspiring and encouraging as we shared in our appreciation of beauty, nature and the creative process. Rupert had lovingly preserved the home and its treasures much like it had been in their life together so it felt as if Anaïs was still very much present there even decades after her passing. (I was always very impressed with his partner Kazuko's graciousness in this.)

Later in the year, we were delighted to be invited to a party Rupert and Kazuko gave at the house which reunited, and introduced us to several of the surviving members of Anaïs' inner circle — artist Renate Druks, writer/scholars Sharon Spencer and Tristine Rainer, and electronic music pioneer Bebe Barron. Sharing in the love of art, creativity, literature and Anaïs, they warmly welcomed us in as the next generation and dubbed me Anaïs' "granddaughter".

In spite of his own failing health, Rupert spent the remainder of his life carrying out Anaïs' final wishes — that the diaries be republished, this time unexpurgated, exactly as she had originally written them. He would often show us the latest manuscript he was working on, typed directly from her original handwritten notebooks (on his manual typewriter!)

We will always remember Rupert's kindness, generosity of spirit, warmth, gentle strength and quiet radiance. It was clearly apparent why Anaïs had fallen in love with this special man. And just as he had shown through his ongoing love and devotion to Anaïs, upon Rupert’s passing, I am again reminded that most importantly, what survives is love.

Simone Marie Lorenz is a writer, artist, social change agent and partner in her husband's life coaching and consciousness practice. With a background in Transpersonal Psychology, her focus is on the awakening, transformation and evolution of human consciousness.

Thursday, July 16, 2015

Anais Nin N 23° 11.899 W 106° 25.441 Mazatla (Sinaloa) Mexico

Steven Reigns sent us an interesting little tidbit on a plaque dedicated to Anais Nin, in Mazatlan, Mexico. Mazatlan hosts several plaques honoring authors....usually writers who have visited or stayed in Mazatlan. This sign doesn't indicate whether Anais Nin ever stayed here. It reads:

"La sexualidad no es nada sin el combustible
que la enciende: lo intelectual, lo imaginativo, lo romantico, lo emotivo."

("Sexuality is nothing without the fuel 
to light it: the intellectual, the imaginative, the romantic, the emotional ". )


Paris, 1903-Los Angeles, 1977

Mazatlan, Sin., Febrero del 2005."

To visit the page directly at visit:

Perhaps one should hold off making a visit the site her  until the leader of the Sinoloan Drug Cartel the recently escaped Mexican drug lord Joaquin 'El Chapo' Guzman is captured again.