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I've thought for many years, people got this book wrong. It's not about a middle-aged man in love with a prepubescent girl. It's not about that at all.
Two things tell me this. The first is less obvious than the second. Humbert trills her name. Lola. Lolita. Or just Lo. In all its variations, it mirrors another name. United States of America. America. USA. Or just US.
The other clue is the road trip. Its importance to the plot is slim. Nabokov gives it little drama invoking instead the tedium of the drive, moods of a child, and banality of motel rooms. This is America. Not the Hollywood image. Drive it, if you haven't. Just once.
To the European born Humbert, America is the Lolita. America with its youth and innocence is the dream. Untainted by the wars and royalty of Europe, America is the pure child. Humbert (read Nabokov) the emigre in exile cannot help but love her. In this, Lolita is the great American novel.
Two things tell me this. The first is less obvious than the second. Humbert trills her name. Lola. Lolita. Or just Lo. In all its variations, it mirrors another name. United States of America. America. USA. Or just US.
The other clue is the road trip. Its importance to the plot is slim. Nabokov gives it little drama invoking instead the tedium of the drive, moods of a child, and banality of motel rooms. This is America. Not the Hollywood image. Drive it, if you haven't. Just once.
To the European born Humbert, America is the Lolita. America with its youth and innocence is the dream. Untainted by the wars and royalty of Europe, America is the pure child. Humbert (read Nabokov) the emigre in exile cannot help but love her. In this, Lolita is the great American novel.
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Sometimes, to be honest, we as writers don't always know. That's part of the thrill when a book goes into the hands of readers.




I wonder sometimes if the beauty is just in our eyes. Do you also reread some sentences in books when their beauty won't let you go?

Julio, I think you just started a new category for ŷ - Henry James Novels in Reverse. That one will stay with me.

That's interesting, Missy. Beloved by Toni Morrison was also inspired by an actual case and press cutting. Where we go with our inspiration is the exciting part of writing. My last book and current one I could not have predicted. There are writers who have it plotted out but not all. Not particularly in literary fiction.


Some thoughts, Liam. I once had to share a room with another writer at a festival. She said she'd been in prison (for political reasons) and made a good roommate. She also wrote convincingly from a murderer's point of view. She was, to the best of my knowledge, no murderer. I think of her, regarding Nabokov.

For me, it's pencil in margins and on slips of paper that I use as bookmarks. That way, I can always return and read them again. It's like the scent of someone which, when I remember, takes me back to a place and time.


Reading Nabokov's memoir Speak, Memory brought me here. I had never really thought of his life before. His childhood was radiant with loving parents and innocence beyond an age when innocence is common in our times or his when writing Lolita.


I just watched the trailer. This looks great! Thanks, Julio.


Back when Jaws was the film to scare the wits out of people I knew a group who watched it then had a late night pool party. It was fun, I heard. For me, water is frightening enough without giant sharks. Yet, I swim and can't live far from it. Some books are like that, Vanitha. Disturbing yet we give them homes on our shelves.

Let me know what you think afterwards, Kushagri.

Thanks, Abyssdancer!


Nabokov's text dances around us like those butterflies that he collected since a boy. Read his childhood memoir if you haven't already, Violeta. It's called Speak, Memory and it is beautiful.

I can't help interrupting to agree with you about his memoir 'Speak Memory' - I read it when I was 18/19 and it just blew my mind as one of the most dazzlingly beautiful books I had ever read, just the memory of it nearly fifty years later of that first read of it is so powerful and happy a memory!

Liam wrote: "Georgia wrote: "Violeta wrote: "An absolutely valid point of view, Georgia. It had crossed my mind the first time I read the book. The annotated edition I'm currently reading takes this approach in..."
Now it is your memory almost as much as Nabokov's! I feel the same, Liam.

I have not seen this perspective before; I will consider it, and perhaps read the book again 😊