Note: I have been going through my old “unposted” posts. I’ll post a few of them from time to time. This post was originally written on July 24, 2011.
I have had a year-long fascination with Henry Miller. To be exact, I have been fascinated by the love affair of Henry Miller and Anais Nin. No longer. I have done enough research, read enough bibliographical materials, and read enough of their own personal works to be satisfied that they were both dogs. They seemed to operate without care or conscience to those around them.
After her years of financially supporting her lover, Henry Miller, Anais Nin moved on to other men. At one point, Nin kept what she called a “Lie Box.” Apparently being married to two men, one on the east coast and one on the west, entailed a great deal of deception. She wrote her lies down on cards and carried them around in her Lie Box. It is said that she carried an enormous purse at all times containing the necessary paperwork to keep her life of lies going smoothly. It was also said that her long-time, original husband “chose not to know.” Continue Reading »