The New Yorkerのインスタグラム(newyorkermag) - 7月9日 03時00分

Zadie Smith never wanted to write a historical novel. But, when she stumbled across an extraordinary story from the 19th century, she knew it had her name written all over it. She conceded to write the book, with one caveat: no Charles Dickens. He was “too sentimental, too theatrical, too moralistic, too controlling—I was also never able to quite get out from under his embarrassing influence, as much as I’ve often wanted to.” When she started writing, though, she found Dickens everywhere. “He’s there as a sometimes oppressive, sometimes irresistible, sometimes delightful, sometimes overcontrolling influence, just as he was in life. Just as he has always been in my life. But childhood influences are like that. They drive you crazy precisely because your debt to them is far larger than you want to know or care to admit. See also: parents.” Read Smith’s essay on writing her new novel, “The Fraud”—and making peace with a literary giant—at the link in our bio. Illustration by @javier_jaen; Source photographs Getty; Wellcome Collection.

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