The Clerkenwell Tales by Peter Ackroyd
Peter Ackroyd writes historical tales as though he’d just stepped from a time machine. These interlinked stories form a novel, á la The Canterbury Tales. The story follows murder, intrigue in the church, and maneuvering among the politicians.
Capote by Gerald Clarke
Truman Capote lead a life of glamour— mostly on the dime of the world’s richest, most powerful people. He was able to do this because of his innate charm that came out from his otherwise shy personality at a time when thus was refreshing. Nonetheless, he wrote beautiful prose while eventually succumbing to alcholism and pills. Turned out to be a real jerk to his friends. But how to judge: the man or his oeuvre? I’ll take the works, of course; no human ever lives up to his art.
Rabbit, Run by John Updike
Updike write prose like brain surgeons save lives— with intense study of the human inner workings, and working the angles. Besides that, his characters and dialogue in this story of a once-high-school-hero-jock gone to seed and pining (still talking about!) his halcyon days. Meanwhile, he leaves his pregnant wife and 3-yr old child. What happens next is unexpected.