McEwen, Wodehouse, Jewett, Graves

Since my last post, I've read an issue of Eclectic Reading, one of OK Magazine, and one of The Economist.

I also read a biography of Gwendolyn McEwen, which was very thin, and consisted of a list of her husbands and lovers. I also read a biography of P.G. Wodehouse. His hapless decision to broadcast from his Nazi imprisonment to the then neutral US was spectacularly dumb. I also read a biography, written by a relative, of the 19th century novelist Sarah Orne Jewett, now largely forgotten except for House Among the Pointed Firs. I'm now powering through a biography of Robert Graves, author and poet, best known for writing I, Claudius.