To Didion’s longtime readers, the title may feel peculiar; her essays so rarely waste room on the page by pausing to instruct, or explain so crudely. As she puts it in her 1976 essay “Why I Write”: “I write entirely to find out what I’m thinking, what I’m looking at, what I see and what it means. In a 2014 interview with Vogue — where Didion worked for several years in the ’50s and ’60s — she noted that the Stingray was Daytona yellow. “A yellow so bright,” she said, “you could never mistake it for anything other than Daytona yellow.” The yellow is as certain to her as is her early work to us. You could never mistake it for anything other than Didion.

Source: New York Times January 26, 2021 09:56 UTC