Finished Under the frog by Tibor Fischer, an incredibly funny look at Hungary following the World War II, related through the eyes of a twenty-something basketball player whose obsessive, day-and-night dreams are of two matters: getting out of Hungary, and sex. The misadventures indulged in by the narrator and his best childhood friend who also happens to spy for the Secret Police are many, and mostly tragi-comic. The mantra repeated by Fischer thrhoughout "It surely can't get worse than this, it has to end soon" was something I could very wholeheartedly agree with.
Another gem I've been reading on and off for the last one month is Nobody passes by Mattilda Bernstein Sycamore. A collection of various writings on the passing, or not, more often, leaves me wanting to read more, but I will soon finish the book. Oh well.
Reread recently the now classic collection of lesbian (and trans!) short stories. Trans because Radcliffe Hall's "Miss Ogilvy finds herself" was truly an early 20th century transgender person's story. Very sweet. The cover art of the book never fails to elicit much laughter from me, you can see why. And that's it for today.