
I love Stephen Fry. I adore the man! And I associate him so strongly with Oscar Wilde it's not even funny. I'm currently listening* to "The Liar".

Fry's hilarious novel has won praise from critics everywhere, and it hit the very top of bestseller lists in England. Its bisexual hero is a diabolically brilliant pathological liar with the wit of a Truman Capote and the moral compunctions of an amoeba.

Apparently "The Liar" is partly autobiographical. Which prompted me to look up Fry's actual biography (I'm ashamed to admit it, but I wasn't aware he'd written and published one). Thus, "Moab Is My Washpot" - again, not entirely legally acquired - is sitting on my 'to read' list. I'm reading "Orlando" at the moment, than it's "On Beauty", and then it's "Moab Is My Washpot".
* OK, so I normally don't do audio books, but I just couldn't get my hands on a printed copy of the book. I mean, technically I could, but I'm in some serious financial trouble at the moment, so if Monash university library doesn't have what I want, I go online and just pretty much download whatever I can get. Anyway, Stephen Fry is awesome. I'll (legally) get a copy of "The Liar" when I crawl back up from the rock bottom.

This extraordinary and affecting book has "a tragic grandeur that lifts it to classic status," raved the Financial Times in one of the many ecstatic British reviews. Stephen Fry's autobiography, in turns funny, shocking, sad, bruisingly frank and always compulsively readable, could well become a classic gay coming-of-age memoir.
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