Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Liza of Lambeth by Somerset Maugham

As generally happens when reading the full complement of a favourite author's works, the highs of initial brilliance are replaced by the lows of missteps.

This was Maugham's first novel, and though the trademark sympathy for fun-loving people is apparent, it's pretty ordinary.

Is this the only Maugham novel written in the third person?

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