If you are a regular reader of this blog, you would have come to know that I am on a bit of a John Le Carré kick right now. I finished The Tailor of Panama a couple of months back, then picked up The Spy Who Came in from the Cold. Unlike The Tailor of Panama, which was nice but bloated, The Spy Who Came in from the Cold is short and really cold.
I tried to read The Spy Who Came In From The Cold when I was a teenager and quickly dumped it. I was looking for action. It’s not that sort of story. Le Carré’s not that sort of espionage writer.
Instead this book is a complex, slow, unglamorous rendering of life in the espionage world in the post World War 2 era. There are no good guys and no bad guys. And in the end, no happy endings for anybody.
Today, the bloggers at The Broke and the Bookish have asked us to list ten authors that I’ve only read one book from but need to read more. It happens to me all the time, I read a book by an author, love it so much that I look up all books written by ...