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| My World — And Welcome To It | |
|---|---|
| Author(s) | James Thurber |
| Illustrator | James Thurber |
| Cover artist | James Thurber |
| Country | United States |
| Language | English |
| Genre(s) | humor |
| Publisher | Harcourt, Brace and Company |
| Publication date | October, 1942 |
| Media type | Print (Hardback & Paperback) |
| Pages | 324 pages |
| Preceded by | Fables For Our Time and Famous Poems Illustrated |
| Followed by | Many Moons |
The similarly titled book by James Thurber, My World — And Welcome to It, was published in 1942 by Harcourt, Brace and Company. The current edition is ISBN 0-89190-269-4. Part One of this collection contains 22 assorted Thurber short stories and humorous essays, many of them illustrated with his cartoons. Part Two consists of an eight part comic memoir about France, written in 1937 and 1938, about twenty years after Thurber first arrived there near the conclusion of World War I.
The tone of these pieces ranges from lighthearted wordplay and dialect ("What Do You Mean It Was Brillig?") to literary satire ("The Macbeth Murder Mystery") to psychological horror ("The Whip-Poor-Will" and "A Friend to Alexander"). The most famous story is "The Secret Life of Walter Mitty", which bears little resemblance to the film starring Danny Kaye.
None of the stories in the book are about the Monroe family, as seen in the television series.
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