I read six books this week and had a really hard time deciding between two for the top spot in the Friday Book Blog. In the end, My Name is Will by Jess Winfield won out over the latest Elizabeth Peters Vicky Bliss novel. Mostly because it's a better story and I've already blogged about Vicky Bliss.
The eponymous Will is actually two: William Shakespeare and Willie Shakespeare Greenberg. The book follows the misguided meanderings of both, flipping effortlessly from the 1580s to the 1980s. Shakespeare as a randy teenager just discovering his gift for language contrasts Willie Greenberg struggling with his masters thesis (on Shakespeare, of course). They fool around, experiment with hallucinogens and eventually find themselves, or at least a part of themselves. And, believe it or not, the book manages to be witty as well.
2 comments:
Agreed. If Jess Winfield doesn't end up pulling a John Kennedy Toole impression, he will be among the greatest writers of our century in no time.
Vicky Bliss, on the other hand, needs to meet with a serious accident involving the unfortunate removal of whatever cerebral cortex might be found about her skull.
I have tried to address as many of your blogs as I could, but am pleased to have missed that one.
It might have gotten ugly here.
There is much to be said for that. She is... um... "muscular?" in all the wrong places.
I like my woman writers to be spinsterly and full of life experience, or (like you) brilliant and willing to battle the global implications of nuclear proliferation in Asia.
"Krav Maga" expert is not on my list.
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