I just started reading Hemingway’s A Moveable Feast. I’m not the most ardent Hemingway fan, but I’m quite pleased I started this autobiography of his. It focuses on his time in Paris in the early 1920s, when he was rubbing elbows with the likes of Gertrude Stein and Co. When I read it, I feel like I’m gossiping with Hemingway because he provides insight and observations that aren’t always flattering to his subjects, particularly Stein.
On another completely random note, I watched The World According to Garp and was not terribly impressed.