Another wonderful memoir I’ve had the pleasure of reading recently. I picked up this book solely because of my fascination with memoirs and autobiographies. I had no idea who Lucille Ball was. “Love, Lucy” turned out to be everything that I love about reading people’s life stories. Told by Lucille Ball herself, her memoir is... Continue Reading →
“Judy” by Gerold Frank
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 →