Reading Maugham

It’s a beautiful day.

The Canadiens slaughtered the New Jersey Devils 5-0.

I’ve had a decent week at the bookstore.

I still have a hacking cough,

but, all other symptoms seem to have disappeared.

I have put My Cousin Rachel aside,

it’s the kind of book you need to immerse yourself into,

all about atmosphere,

 and I can’t seem to keep my concentration going.

So I have turned to my pal,

 Somerset Maugham.

He almost never disappoints me.

He writes mostly about the complexity and often,

 treachery of love.

His stories set in the far east and the south pacific,

 that portray mostly low level British civil servants,

working, living or hiding in the colonies,

are well worth the read.

Since they are short stories,

 no great time commitment is required.

Check out The Book Bag or The Colonel’s Wife,

 you won’t regret it.

Small disclaimer,

these stories were written mostly in the 30’s, 40’s and 50’s,

some of the attitudes towards women and natives are questionable,

especially by today’s standards,

but,

Autre temps, autre moeurs.

I don’t have much to say.

So,

Later girls

BB

Author: Bookish Butch

I am a bookish butch in my mid early fifties. I live in Montréal and always have. I used to run a small used bookstore. Reading keeps me sane. My latest jiggie is photography, book project in the works, living the dream

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