Apparently the printed word stimulates an unquenchable thirst. I first began drinking in earnest when I as a MFA student in Boston. It was typical to have an evening workshop, critique stories, and then salve our wounded egos with several pints of stiff beer. Later when I taught composition and literature for a local university, I was reminded of just how much bookish types can put away. Now that I spend a good deal of time writing fiction, I still enjoy the evening ritual of a self-congratulatory glass of wine or the consolation of a whiskey and soda after the slight of a rejection slip.
About six years ago, NPR did a great review of Hemingway & Bailey’s Bartending Guide, an illustrated compendium of famous American writers and their drinking habits, including cocktail recipes. Along with the podcast, you can see some sample entries from the book. You’ll find the usual suspects — Hemingway, Faulkner and Fitzgerald — as well as others worthy names, including the ladies. The colored caricatures of the writers are worth the visit alone.