Doris Lessing and The Nobel Prize


When reporters outside her house told Doris Lessing that she’d won the Nobel Prize for literature, her response was: “Oh Christ!….I couldn’t care less.”

What a fabulous woman. At 88, Doris Lessing is working on a novel about her parents and World War I. She is utterly straight-forward, cranky, brilliant, restless, and unrepentant. I fucking love her.

Doris Lessing left school at 14, and stopped going to church when she learned about the Inquisition. Whenever I think of Doris Lessing, I think of R. D. Laing, who lived with her for a while in North London, just blocks from where I landed as a fifteen year old expatriate from California.

If you haven’t read any R.D. Laing, now is a good time to start. He was a radical psychiatrist who questioned the definition of sanity and ran a place called Kingsley Hall, where staff and patients traded roles.

Laing introduced Doris Lessing to Sufism, which I don’t know anything about. It seems like a crock of shit, but if it’s good enough for Doris Lessing, it’s good enough for me.

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2 Responses to Doris Lessing and The Nobel Prize

  1. Suebob says:

    I have done some really great dancing with Sufis. It was honestly one of the most transcendent and spiritual experiences of my life. I think mysticism really can’t belong to one religion, though.

  2. Sonja says:

    You are a bundle of contradictions, sister Wolfe. I wonder what Doris Lessing would have to say about Nancy Grace?

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