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Mary McCarthy

Mary McCarthy in the 1950s (exact date unknown). (Hulton Archive/Getty Images)

Major works:
The Company She KeepsThe Stones of Florence • Memories of a Catholic GirlhoodThe Group

Mary McCarthy, novelist, critic, and political activist, transformed the scope and style of American literary fiction. Whether writing about sex and infidelity, McCarthyism and Cold War paranoia, or Freudian psychoanalysis and the psychology of terrorism, she brought to her subjects a frankness, clarity of thinking, and avant-garde treatment of gender and sexuality that still feel ahead of their time. In the sensational best seller The Group and in her other novels and stories she moved the experience of modern women front and center, inspiring a generation of readers and writers with stories that retain their capacity to delight and provoke. Born in Seattle and orphaned at age six, thereafter to be raised by various relatives in Minnesota and Washington, McCarthy graduated from Vassar College in 1933 and went on to work as a critic for The New Republic, The Nation, and the Partisan Review, for which she was an editor from 1937 to 1948. She married four times, most notably in 1938 to the critic Edmund Wilson. She is the author of seven novels as well as many other volumes of autobiography, travelogues, essays, and criticism.

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The Group

Mary McCarthy

Dottie turned restlessly in the bed. “You’ll adore Mother,” she said to Dick in imagination. “She’s a terrifically vital person and much more attractive than I am: tiny, with a marvelous figure, and blue eyes and yellow hair that’s just beginning to go grey. She cured herself of being an invalid, by sheer will power, when she met Daddy, her senior year at college, just when the doctors said she’d have to drop out of her class. She decided that it was wrong for a sick person to marry and so she got well. She’s a great believer in love; we all are.” Here Dottie flushed and inked out the last few words. She must not let Dick think she was going to spoil their affair by falling in love with him; a remark like that one would be fatal. To let him see that there was no danger, it would be best, she decided, to frame a statement of some sort, clarifying her position. “I’m very religious too, Dick,” she essayed with an apologetic smile. “But I think I’m more pantheistic than most communicants of the Church. I love the Church for its ritual, but I believe God is everywhere. My generation is a little different from Mother’s. I feel—all of us feel—that love and sex can be two separate things. They don’t have to be, but they can be. You mustn’t force sex to do the work of love or love to do the work of sex—that’s quite a thought, isn’t it?” she appended hurriedly, with a little nervous laugh, as her sources began to fail her. “One of the older teachers told Lakey that you have to live without love, learn not to need it, in order to live with it. Lakey was terrifically impressed. Do you agree?” Dottie’s fancied voice had been growing more and more timid as she proffered her philosophy to the sleeping man by her side.

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