Scott Bradfield

Life’s dark side: the catastrophic world of Stephen Crane

Full of violence, pain and futile hopes, his writing mirrored his dangerous life as a war reporter, his struggles to be published and his tragically premature death

Stephen Crane in the 1890s. There are brief sparks of love and hope in his world, but more often an oceanic wave of pain and fear. Credit: Getty Images 
issue 30 October 2021

Long before Ernest Hemingway wasted his late career playing the he-man on battlefields and in fishing boats, or Norman Mailer wasted an entire career playing Hemingway, Stephen Crane was the most world-striding combative male intelligence in literature. And while he created the template for every ‘manly’ novelist who came after, from Jack London to Robert Ruark, he never sought attention as a man but only as a writer; and he certainly never issued many advertisements for himself.

Instead, he almost surreptitiously explored the world’s most violent places with inexhaustible intrepidity. Living both privately and intensely, he wrote some of the most powerful prose of his generation, and died too young — though by all accounts he placed himself in so many dangerous situations, especially as a war correspondent in Cuba and Greece for the Hearst newspapers, that he might easily have died even younger.

This is more than an unusual, well-written account of more than Crane’s life: it is an account of one man’s close reading of another over 50 years of continual interest and affection.

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