July 8, in case you happened to miss it, was Fitz-Greene Halleck Day, a chance to remember the most intensely forgotten writer in American history. “No name in the American poetical world is more firmly established than that of Fitz-Greene Halleck,” Edgar Allan Poe wrote in 1843. And yet, despite a Central Park statue that still stands in his honor, Fitz-Greene Halleck may now be the most famous man ever to achieve total obscurity.
Via John Scalzi, who says:
My path to defying failure: Tech journalism is satisfying, and pays the mortgage. And the creative writing has become its own reward. I’d like to get published, find readers, make money, get fabulously wealthy and famous, and sit in first class on airplanes. But for now the writing itself is enough.
Same thing for my blogging here. I like doing it. I get a few comments from friends. That’s enougn.
By the way, Scalzi is in fact flying first class today, and is tweeting about it entertainingly. He does not appear to have come into Rowlingesque bucks; he just seems to be enjoying a random upgrade or he cashed in some miles or something ordinary like that.