Look at the cover of Will & Me and tell me that I could have possibly left it on the shelf. While I won't say that Almighty Bill has taken total possession of my life and well-being, a substantial amount of my formerly free time is now devoted to his works through our company's relentless pursuit of them.
2006: Love's Labour's Lost and Twelfth Night.
2007: Much Ado About Nothing and Merry Wives of Windsor.
Next year? We're starting with Midsummer in the spring. Everyone that auditions will want to be Puck.
I've not made too much headway into Dromgoole's book, which is basically a memoir. So far, the writing is compelling, if a bit heady. He writes like I speak when I'm given too much time to prepare and too few limits on time and subject. In other words, the gentleman rambles. But in there, between the too big words and the out-of-step references, I've found some excellent pieces of personal history that sound a bit like my own.
Another book on the stack is the autobiography of an often misunderstood man, Louisiana's Huey P. Long. Depending on the history book you read, Long was either a tyrant or a saint, a dictator or an everyman. I've reasons and purposes for reading his story, some beyond just the learning and the entertainment, but those excuses I must keep to myself.
But I knew walking into Powell's of Chicago that I couldn't bear walking back out without making at least a single purchase. So when I saw the spine of this one on a nearby shelf, I knew it would be coming home with me.
So far, the reading is easier than one might expect an eighty-plus year old popular book to me. The type-setting is as it was, which takes some adjustment. Even the introduction is about ten years older than I. But Long's abilities as a story-teller are readily evident, particularly in the way he offers occasional glances into his home life, giving away witty asides from his father.