Monday, July 20, 2009

Frank McCourt, author of Angela's Ashes, Dies all accounts McCourt himself was in no way transformed by his success. Though that doesn't mean he didn't enjoy it immensely. "I wrote a book about growing up miserable, and the next thing I know I'm here," he said. "It's absurd, isn't it? It's extraordinary." (Time Magazine)

I think Angela's Ashes is a marvellous book, good enough to stand on the same shelf as Cider With Rosie by Laurie Lee. (Debateable?)

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