Coffee and Kavan. || I finished Wodehouse; my review'll be on Goodreads soon. Now I thought I'd read another work by Anna Kavan. Fun fact: AK is probably the only novelist ever to have taken on the name of one of her characters (at least I don't know of anyone else). She not only changed her writing style and philosophy, but her entire identity; by legally adopting the name of the protagonist in her third novel, Let Me Alone, Helen Emily Ferguson (née Woods) retreated from the world around her, seeking to fictionalize herself. To this end she even destroyed almost all of her journals and personal diaries (like you-know-who) before her death in 1968. Anyway, Kavan rules, and her novel Guilty was apparently lost but thankfully found and posthumously published. I'm working all weekend to complete a draft of my article on the ethics of vaccination before my holiday begins next week (yay), but I did manage to sneak off to the café for a little break. Here's a synopsis of the novel, by the way, to hopefully entice you to read Kavan if you haven't already: "Set in an unspecified but eerily familiar time and landscape, this is the story of Mark, a protagonist who struggles against the machinations of a hostile society and bureaucracy. Suffering at first from the persecution of his father as a conscientious objector, his life quickly comes under the control of the Machiavellian Mr. Spector, an influential government minister who arranges Mark's education, later employment, and even accommodation. It is when Mark tries to break free from Spector's influence that his life begins to unravel."