(or did),but still better (lowercase 'b') (I suspect) than George Osmond (born in Etna, WY), The Fabulous Moolah (born in Tookiedoo, SC) and Norman Mailer (born in Long Branch, NJ), who have all passed on since my last post.
(trivia: Mailer was married six times, The Fabulous Moolah five times and George Osmond, of course, only once)
turns out that I've read much more Mailer than I, or probably anyone else, would've guessed thanks (or no thanks) to a graduate seminar on the works of Mailer and Saul Bellow (I didn't enjoy it and my innate truculence regarding such matters helped bring about the lowest grade of my graduate career).
count 'em: The Naked and the Dead, Barbary Shore, The Deer Park (at least a couple of times, but that shouldn't count as a recommendation), Advertisements for Myself, An American Dream (at least a couple of times, and that may count as a recommendation), Why Are We in Vietnam?, Armies of the Night, Miami and the Siege of Chicago, The Executioner's Song, Tough Guys Don't Dance and Harlot's Ghost.
whew!
Executioner's Song and Harlot's Ghost (in hardback at least) clock in at over a thousand pages each. and if memory serves they were both worth it (particularly Executioner's).
last book read: something nearly as long as the aforementioned, and certainly the lengthiest tome I've finished in quite some time, Selwyn Raab's Five Families: The Rise, Decline, and Resurgence of America's Most Powerful Mafia Empires. over seven hundred pages (again, a hardback count), but worth it.
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