reading just now…

almost finished…
Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf?, the play by Edward Albee – wanted to read it as I remember enjoying the film, many,many years ago. Reminds me of the bickering between me and Siobhan from Violet Indiana….. 🙂
just finished…
Quiet Days in Clichy – by Henry Miller.. one of my favorite Miller books so far…. There is something intangable, something I can’t quite put my finger on, about why I like him so much. Maybe, I’m attracted to him simply as he writes as a foreigner living in France, which I can of course relate to. Or maybe he’s just got a dirty mind, which I can also relate to. So often with the arts one doesn’t really need to know why one likes something….


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