Literary journey of an office career escapee
I don’t say it often, but reading this book was torture. I had to intersperse reading it with delving into other books. And that, I seldom do. That said, I cannot claim that I didn’t enjoy ‘Judy’ by Gerold Frank. Judy Garland, without a doubt, is a fascinating object for a biographer. The author, having... Continue Reading →
I am not a fan of Billy Crystal. To stay on the fair side, I must say that I am not and have never been – even in the impressionable teenage years - a fan of any movie, pop, or any other type of star. But I am a huge fan of memoirs, and this... Continue Reading →
Reading this book was painful. I felt sad and angry. At some point, all the negativity so overwhelmed me that I almost decided not to finish. And it says something, for very seldom do I not finish my reads. The reason wasn’t that I condemn addiction and don’t believe that it is a disease. The... Continue Reading →
Eve's Book Diary 