[A note to Basilians:] I am Ginny, the niece of Eve Titus, and
have been reading your website. I have sad news, my Aunt Eve
passed away on Monday the 4th of February 2002. I have attached
an obituary that my husband Harvey wrote in her honour.
Her sister Ruth, brothers Jack and Robert are still
alive and are happy that there are so many people out there that will
remember her.
Sincerely,
Ginny Saltman
Eve Titus, well-known children's writer and "Master of Mouseology,"
died February 4, 2002 at Orlando, Florida. From Miss Titus' fertile
imagination came Anatole, a French mouse whose adventures continued
through ten published books with many foreign editions. Her inspiration
was a need to work and a desire to provide a fatherly role model for
son, Richard; Anatole joined other mouse husbands when "every evening
as the sky darkened, husbands and fathers bicycled along the boulevard
toward Paris to find food for their families." Indeed, Anatole
put ample cheese on the table for his mouse family: His wife Doucette,
and their six charming children — Paul and Paulette, Claude and
Claudette, Georges and Georgette; in turn, the Anatole books
furnished bread and butter for Eve Titus and her son.
Among her creations are a number of books featuring
a mouse, Basil of Baker Street, who lived in the actual London basement
of the home of the great Sherlock Holmes. Disney's film, The
Great Mouse Detective, is taken from this work. Miss Titus'
masterful portrayal of a Sherlockian rodent gave her esteemed status
among other professional mystery writers, and she is well known to devotees
of Sherlock Holmes the world over. Through her books, she became
a great friend and correspondent of the Conan Doyles. Whenever
she spoke about writing, she gave credit to son, Richard, for guiding
story development through the probing questions he asked as a child.
Many of Titus' mouse stories are considered to be contemporary classics.
For the Anatole and Basil books,
she was teamed with the artist Paul Galdone by their publisher, McGraw
Hill; the two worked well together. Eve felt that Galdone's work
dutifully supported her own vision of each story which she would carefully
describe to Galdone as scenes in a play. Miss Titus worked closely
with other artists after Paul Galdone died, and continued to achieve
critical acclaim for the charm of her stories and the notable unity
and coherency of the words and pictures.
As a well-known professional, she conducted countless
interviews, seminars and workshops for aspiring writers, and was seen
as one who took infinite pleasure in words and the art of combining
them perfectly. As an accomplished pianist, she found writing
and music to be complementary arts, and believed that musicianship contributed
to writing success; she took care to create and control a proper rhythm
for each of her stories, and the words did flow beautifully. Her
books are in great favour with parents, teachers, and librarians who
have discovered the many delights which Eve wove into her writing for
the special enjoyment of adults.
She credited her brilliance to the cultural advantages
she had as a child growing up in a large family in Brooklyn, New York:
"My mother was artistically inclined and my father wrote so beautifully
that his letters read like verse." She was the oldest of
five, three boys, and two girls, all bonded by a love of jokes and stories.
Miss Titus brought others around her into her busy
writer's world of visualising, plotting, probing, unsnagging snags,
changing words, and changing them back again, wherever she was and whatever
else was going on. She wrote, travelled, lectured, and published
through her seventies and eighties, driven by an undiminished flow of
ideas; she continued to be a world traveller and survivor of many gruelling
bus and train journeys. By the age of ninety, she was legally
blind, but wrote that as long as she could still make out objects as
large as cars, she was ready to travel to meet with people. In
her blindness, she continued to work with the help of student assistants,
and struggled to keep whole books in her head in order to edit and revise
them; her heroic efforts to complete a last book are aptly conveyed
in the title of the yet-to-be published work: Anatole and
The Cheese Olympics.
"In all France, there was no happier, more contented mouse than
Anatole," and Eve Titus was his "ghost writer."
She wryly explained this at her seminars: The mice in her life
perched on her writer's desk and simply dictated their stories to her.
She would claim that her characters were completely beyond her control;
she "gave them ingenuity and cleverness ten times greater than
her own," and her job, after that, was simply to write everything
down! For 45 years, Eve Titus was marvellously devoted to her
fictional characters and to recording their adventures in her latest
books. We shall miss Eve as we go on enjoying her "mousterpieces."