Another gift, and now an author I want to read as much as I can of. Martin Bauman, by David Leavitt, brought fresh air to my reading nostrils... if you can write such a thing? There was a page of this book, in the first chapters, that could have been describing me and my life down to a 't'... but I'd be fool to give away which page it was. Only rarely do the layers of your soul become opened in such a deep and revealing way, and I was scared I was about to scratch the surface for the first time in my life.A novel about writing and authors, and it pokes great fun at the literary world. At the same time it is sad for all its striving and failure, and describes the moral twists we all get ourselves into, straight or gay, educated or stupid!
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