PositiveCity Journal... likely to be her swan song. It is a matter of regret that she is not still at the height of her powers, the better for her skillful prose to rebuke an age when one can hardly find a glossy-magazine feature that doesn’t have its share of malapropisms, the better for her hard skeptical intelligence to serve as a corrective to a media establishment growing ever more brazen in its political activism and ever less nuanced in its presentation of stories. That she long ago put her own stamp on American rhythms of speech and thought is unquestionable, but the line of succession—from Hemingway to Didion to whom?—is unclear.
