Leona Nevler
Leona Nevler died this weekend, quite suddenly. She was my editor at Putnam, the person who acquired Tied to the Tracks.
In spite of many long phone conversations, the only time I actually spent with Leona was this past summer when I was in Manhattan, when she took me to lunch. Leona reminded me of a particular type of grand older woman of my mother's generation, very elegant, very polite, with a million stories to tell. She made me comfortable, she made me laugh, and she made me envy her kids, who she talked about with obvious love and affection.
She was eighty, and still working pretty much full time. When I met her I had to ask about the one thing I knew about her work history -- that she had acquired Peyton Place for Julian Messner in 1956, a process that involved not only taking Grace Metalious out to lunch numerous times but also having her over for a whole day to listen to her problems and, where she could, sneak in some talk about the book. Leona didn't actually edit Peyton Place, but she was instrumental in its acquisition.
While she was telling this story I was thinking about the life she had led. Imagine her as a young woman pursuing a career in Manhattan of the mid fifties, through the sixties and seventies and eighties and nineties right up to last week, in December of 2005. Women like Leona really did pave the path for the rest of us.
The publisher called my agent today to give her this news, and she called me. I suppose it wasn't exactly a huge surprise, given Leona's age, but I am very sad. Because I liked her tremendously, and because she loved Tied to the Tracks. It was the last book she acquired, and I'm honored.
I'll be talking to my new editor this week. I have every faith that things will work out well, but I will miss Leona.

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