Véra (Mrs. Vladimir Nabokov)

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Véra (Mrs. Vladimir Nabokov)

Author: Stacy Schiff
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Publisher: Random House Inc
At once a love story, a portrait of a marriage, and an answer to a riddle, Véra (Mrs. Vladimir Nabokov) explores a remarkable literary partnership—that of a woman who devoted her life to her husband’s art and a man who dedicated his works to his wife. Open a volume of Nabokov’s, and there is Véra on the dedication page, front and center. But search for her elsewhere, and the woman to whom the author of Lolita was married for fifty-two years, who carried on his correspondence in his name, fades from view.

In a beautifully limned portrait, Stacy Schiff has now restored her to life. Schiff follows Véra Nabokov from her affluent St. Petersburg childhood, through the dramatic escape from Bolshevik Russia, to the streets of Weimar Berlin, where Véra makes a spectacular entrance into the life of her future husband, then a gifted but struggling writer of Russian verse. In the three decades that pass before he metamorphoses into the celebrated author of Lolita, Véra proves to be nothing less than his full creative partner. She had a need to do something great with her life. And as he made clear from the start, her husband had a very great need of her. Publishers, relatives, colleagues, agreed: “He would have been nowhere without her.” This Nabokov well realized, acutely so when the marriage nearly foundered in the late 1930s.

In Berlin until a hair-raisingly late 1938, Véra supported the family. At Cornell, she attended every one of her husband’s lectures, replacing him when he was sick. She drove the Oldsmobile in the back seat of which he composed Lolita; she was the woman who stayed in all of Humbert Humbert’s motel rooms. She plucked the manuscript of that novel from the flames to which its author attempted to sacrifice it, commanding, “We are keeping this.”

She proved no less steely when negotiating a publishing contract. She transcribed her memories of their son’s early days so that Nabokov could draw on them for Speak, Memory. She was at all times his first reader, his memory, his foil, his muse. She corrected his stories in German, his memoir in French, his poetry in Italian—and translated Pale Fire into Russian when in her eighties. Through it all, she proved a woman of uncanny wisdom, a conventional wife with a splendidly unconventional mind. Largely because of her, the hallmarks of Nabokov’s fiction—the doppelgängers, the impersonators, the Siamese twins, the mirror images, the distorted mirror images, the parodies of self—came to manifest themselves in the routine the couple developed for dealing with the world.

Drawing on a wealth of unpublished materials, including Vladimir’s diaries and his letters to Véra, Stacy Schiff paints a discerning portrait of an elusive couple. Hers is a startlingly different image of the great writer, remembered best for his pronouncements and posturing. And she gives center stage to the disarming woman who was so much at the heart of it all, whose influence came so much to bear on the literature. In a narrative that combines superb scholarship with elegant prose, she offers up the crucial, missing piece of the Nabokov story.

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She was wearing a black satin mask when they first met in 1923, and in a sense she wore a mask—that of the dutiful wife and helpmeet—throughout their 52-year marriage. Especially after the American publication of Lolita made her husband notorious in 1958, Véra Nabokov’s presence at her husband’s side was crucial, writes her biographer Stacy Schiff: “[It] kept the fiction in its place, reassured readers … that Nabokov’s perversities were of a different kind.” But Véra Slonim (1902-91) was essential to Vladimir Nabokov’s literary career from the beginning. She had a gift for handling practical matters that her spouse proudly lacked; she screened him from his publishers and his admirers with equal firmness, and in doing so she liberated him to fulfill the artistic genius they both believed he possessed. Praised for a previous biography of Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Schiff here cements her reputation as a literary biographer of striking subtlety and perceptiveness. She establishes a strong base in chapter 1 with her excellent analysis of Véra Slonim’s youth in a privileged Russian Jewish family in St. Petersburg. She then pursues her subject’s elusive personality through hints in Nabokov’s work and the comments of friends and colleagues. Schiff’s elegant prose and eye for nuance nearly match Nabokov himself in this lucid, unsentimental portrait of a marriage. —Wendy Smith

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