The trouble with art is: what do you leave in and what do you leave out? It was nearly 98 degrees in Los Angeles on Thanksgiving 1939. Nathanael West and Eileen McKenney, not yet married, welcomed Sid and Laura Perelman, and their two children Adam and Abby, and West's mother Anna, to town. That something was dreadfully wrong with California was immediately apparent. I imagine they filled the air with complaint.
One biographer put this into their life and times of Nathanael West--the thing about how hot it was on Thanksgiving Day 1939. But I'm going to leave it out. While it does set a scene and speak to an Easterner's dislocation in the West,finally, I just can't seem to bother with it. In fact, forget I mentioned it all.
(I know, right, now you can't. You will never forget that it was nearly 98 degrees on Thanksgiving 1939 in Los Angeles. Don't blame me. Like I said, I'm leaving it out.)