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Amy Krouse Rosenthal, Author and Filmmaker, Dies at 51 | Amy Krouse Rosenthal, Author and Filmmaker, Dies at 51 |
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Amy Krouse Rosenthal, a children’s books author, filmmaker and speaker, died on Monday, just 10 days after The New York Times published her widely read essay for the Modern Love column about wanting to find someone to marry her husband after her death. She was 51. | |
Ms. Rosenthal learned she had ovarian cancer in 2015. Her death was confirmed by her literary agent, Amy Rennert. | |
In the essay, published on March 3, Ms. Rosenthal purported to set up a dating profile for her husband, Jason Brian Rosenthal, knowing she did not have long to live. The essay was called “You May Want to Marry My Husband.” | In the essay, published on March 3, Ms. Rosenthal purported to set up a dating profile for her husband, Jason Brian Rosenthal, knowing she did not have long to live. The essay was called “You May Want to Marry My Husband.” |
A Chicago native and longtime resident, Ms. Rosenthal produced more than 30 books, including journals, memoirs and the best-selling picture stories “Uni the Unicorn” and “Duck! Rabbit!” She made short films and YouTube videos, gave TED talks and provided radio commentary for NPR. | |
She also raised three children, Justin, Miles and Paris, and had a flair for random acts of kindness, whether hanging dollar bills from a tree or leaving notes on A.T.M.’s. | |
“I do what feels right to me. If it resonates or plants some seeds, great,” she told Chicago magazine in 2010. | “I do what feels right to me. If it resonates or plants some seeds, great,” she told Chicago magazine in 2010. |
Besides her husband and children, she is survived by her parents, Ann and Paul Krouse; two sisters, Katie Froelich and Beth Kaufmann; and a brother, Joe Krouse. | |
Ms. Rosenthal was a Tufts University graduate who worked in advertising for several years before she had what she called a “McEpiphany”: She was with her children at McDonald’s when she promised herself that she would leave advertising and become a writer. | |
Ms. Rosenthal more than kept her word; starting in the late 1990s, she published at least a book a year, and sometimes three or four. Ms. Rennert said Ms. Rosenthal had completed seven more picture books before her death, including a collaboration with her daughter, Paris, called “Dear Girl.” | |
She experimented with different media and liked to blend the virtual and physical worlds. One of her favorite projects began with a YouTube video, “17 Things I Made,” featuring everything from books she had written to her children to a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. At the end of the video, she welcomed fans to join her at Millennium Park in Chicago, on August 8, 2008, at 8:08 p.m. The goal was to make a “cool” 18th thing. | |
Hundreds turned out to “make” things — a grand entrance, a new friend, a splash, something pretty. | Hundreds turned out to “make” things — a grand entrance, a new friend, a splash, something pretty. |
“I tend to believe whatever you decide to look for you will find, whatever you beckon will eventually beckon you,” she said during a 2012 TED talk. | “I tend to believe whatever you decide to look for you will find, whatever you beckon will eventually beckon you,” she said during a 2012 TED talk. |
Her books were equally untraditional. “Textbook Amy Krouse Rosenthal,” published in 2016, is divided into chapters named for school subjects, from “Geography” to “Language Arts.” Subtitled “Not Exactly a Memoir,” the book features lists, illustrations, charts, emails and text messages. In a section called “Midterm Essay,” Ms. Rosenthal reflected on middle age and her passion for life. | |
“If it is wonderful, splendid, remarkable — a view outside a window, a lit-up fountain at night, that fig-chorizo appetizer — I am compelled to seek some sort of saturation point, to listen/stare/savor on a loop, to greedily keep at it until I’ve absorbed, absconded with, and drained it of all its magic,” she wrote. | “If it is wonderful, splendid, remarkable — a view outside a window, a lit-up fountain at night, that fig-chorizo appetizer — I am compelled to seek some sort of saturation point, to listen/stare/savor on a loop, to greedily keep at it until I’ve absorbed, absconded with, and drained it of all its magic,” she wrote. |
“Invariably, I will have to move on before I have had enough. My first word was ‘more.’ It may very well be my last.” | “Invariably, I will have to move on before I have had enough. My first word was ‘more.’ It may very well be my last.” |