This was actually my first introduction to Fowles, as I hadn't read any of his other work before I picked up this collection of essays. It's definitely interesting, as he can weave in historical anecdotes with views on other authors and fiction in general.

However, sometimes I think he just forgets to shut up. I know the Brits can talk us to death, but if I see that in actual prose, I prefer the mastery of a Dickens to make me believe. Again, very good essays, but sometimes they feel like some editing should have been performed.

Book Season = Autumn (maybe Fowles can explain it) ( )

The result of fowle's wide reading and intense curiosity. A fascinating look into the mind of a first rate novelist. ( )