For the first time in months, I don’t have any book reviews in the pipeline, mainly because I’m up to my ears in Broadway and off-Broadway previews (three a week between now and Christmas, yikes!), so for once I’m reading purely for my pleasure. Alas, I’ve felt too crappy in recent days to embark on anything new, but I just finished rereading nearly all of Evelyn Waugh’s books, and expect to say something about the experience later in the week.
At the moment I’m rereading Alec Guinness’ memoirs, diaries, and commonplace book, excerpts from which will soon be showing up in my almanac entries.
What next? It’s up to you, dear readers! I’m in the market for something short, intelligent, amusing, reasonably easy to find, and no more than modestly demanding (the opposite of Finnegans Wake, in other words). Interesting and/or unexpected recommendations will be posted in this space.