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Peter Matthiessen’s Notebook

A way to talk about work and friendship.

Peter Matthiessen.

Before I became friends with Peter Matthiessen, I was his editor. We talked on the phone and our conversations, when I’d reach him driving one of his numerous loops through the deep West, never started with where he was but rather where he was going. All the travel, all

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