by Ernest Hemingway
Paperback, 80 pages
If Hemingway still attracts you, you can motor through this one in about an hour or so. Written in 1922-23, it is a series of pieces written for the Toronto Star Weekly during his early time as a Paris-based journalist. They range from the catty and mundane to the politically savvy. He derides his contemporary expats as “the scum of Greenwich Village” who serve as flypaper for tourists in search of atmosphere in the Café Rotonde. At the same time, his notes on the policies of M. Poincare in the post WWI years and the lead-up to Nazism are prescient. It’s an eclectic little collection and all Hemingway and all Paris. We love them both!