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Vladimir Nabokov

Watertown, Middlesex County, Massachusetts

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This building was designed by architect R. M. Blackall and constructed in 1929 as Continental Hotel Apartments, a resident hotel. Vladimir Nabokov resided in apartment #10 in 1956, shortly after completing Pnin and the publication of Lolita. Nabokov completed research at Harvard on his translation of Eugene Onegin while residing at 16 Chauncy Street.

The Story

This 1929 resident hotel, designed by architect R. M. Blackall, briefly housed one of the 20th century's great novelists. Vladimir Nabokov—a Russian émigré who had fled revolution and then Nazi Europe—lived here in 1956, in the flush of Lolita's explosive fame and just after finishing Pnin. From nearby Cambridge he was also deep in his monumental scholarly translation of Pushkin's Eugene Onegin, a project that consumed years of his life.

Why it matters

It marks a quiet Massachusetts address where émigré genius, American literary scandal, and serious Old World scholarship briefly converged in a single working writer's rooms.

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The era

By the mid-1950s, the leafy streets around Harvard had become one of America's great gathering grounds for European minds in exile. Two world wars and a revolution had scattered the intellectual life of the Old World across the Atlantic, and a remarkable share of it settled here, in the college towns and resident hotels of eastern Massachusetts, within walking distance of the great libraries.

This building went up in 1929, at the tail end of the Roaring Twenties, as a resident hotel — a now-vanished kind of address that offered furnished apartments with the services of a hotel, ideal for professionals, academics, and visitors who needed a comfortable base without the burden of a household. Designed by the architect R. M. Blackall, it was built for exactly the sort of transient, educated tenant who would pass through a university district.

The man who briefly took rooms here in 1956 belonged fully to that world. A Russian by birth, he had fled the upheaval of revolution in his youth, built a literary life in émigré Europe, and then fled again as the shadow of Nazism spread across the continent, finally crossing to America. By the time he arrived at this door, the campuses and libraries of greater Boston were the natural workshop for a scholar of his kind.

People & events

Vladimir Nabokov lived in apartment #10 of this building in 1956, and he came here at an extraordinary hinge in his career. He had just finished Pnin — his warm, rueful novel of a bumbling, beloved Russian professor adrift in American academia — and he was living through the arrival of Lolita, the book that would make him one of the most famous, and most argued-over, writers alive.

But fame was only one of the things occupying him. Just as consuming was a labor of pure scholarship: his translation of Eugene Onegin, the verse novel by Alexander Pushkin that stands at the very center of Russian literature. Nabokov's approach was famously uncompromising — he would rather be exact than pretty — and the project grew into a vast, multi-volume monument of translation and commentary. The inscription here records that he pursued that research at Harvard while staying nearby.

So picture the writer in these rooms: celebrated and scandalized for a novel in English, yet spending his hours bent over the Russian of his boyhood, chasing the precise shade of a single Pushkin line. The comic professor of Pnin, the notorious author of Lolita, and the exacting Pushkin scholar were all, in 1956, the same man at the same desk.

Its place in the American story

Nabokov's career is one of the great American immigrant stories, even though it is usually told as a literary one. He arrived as a refugee who had already lost one homeland and one language, and he remade himself — astonishingly — as a master of English prose, joining the small company of writers who reached the summit of a language not their own.

That transformation happened in and around American universities, and this address is a small monument to how that worked. The postwar academy gave émigré scholars and artists a place to teach, to research, and to keep the culture of the old world alive while entering the new one. The nation's libraries and lecture halls became, in effect, a second home for a displaced European intelligentsia, and American letters were permanently enriched by it.

The convergence marked here — a European exile, a book at the white-hot center of American controversy, and deep Old World scholarship — is the immigrant contribution in miniature. It is a reminder that some of the most American cultural achievements were made by people who had only recently, and painfully, become Americans.

If you visit

This is a place to stand and look up rather than to tour. The building still reads as the dignified resident hotel of its era, and the pleasure here is imagining the working life going on behind one ordinary window — a world-famous novelist and a painstaking scholar, both at once, in a rented apartment.

Let the setting do the work. You are in the orbit of one of the country's great universities, the same libraries and streets that drew the writer here, and a short walk in this district still carries the studious, slightly restless feeling of a place built for people passing through on serious errands of the mind.

If you make an afternoon of it, pair the stop with the bookshops and reading rooms nearby and bring one of his books along. Standing where he lived while he wrestled Pushkin into English, you'll feel how thin the line can be between a famous life and an utterly private one — both of them lived out, for a while, right here.

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