August and the Down and Out

The Good Soldier was finished with minimum flash and fury. It is a tragic tale and an inventive one, echoing angles and retractions that Nabokov would later master. Its creepy symbolism surrounding the month of August was heavy-handed but effective to a degree.

I pounced upon Orwell's Keep The Aspidistra Flying next. Racked by chronic allergies, I admired the book, though it is woefully titled. The fate of young Comstock was one for pity and intrinsic empathy. Rogue elements of catty self-interest were an intriguing addition.

I think Howard's End may be next, if only to prepare for Zadie's new book.