This is another one where I’m sending you off to Vulpes Libris! We’ve inaugurated Shelf of Shame week, where five of us pick an author or book we’ve been meaning to read for ages, and see how we find them. (I’ll pre-empt anybody saying that there’s no need to be ashamed of having left something unread by saying… it’s a fun idea for a themed week, enjoy!)
I picked Christopher Isherwood, as I felt I ought to know more about such an important interwar writer. And I own this copy because it’s got a beautiful cover! It’s a Folio edition, but had lost its slipcover before it found its way to my hands.
Follow the link to find out what I thought…
|The last Sherpa/book combo, I’m afraid…|