
was the title of my best-selling nonfiction book. What to work on next? Since I'm reading the biographies of Nöel Coward, Isadora Duncan, Arthur Rimbaud and Stephen Spender simultaneously...perhaps I shall write a melange like Gödel, Escher, Bach. I think I'll call it Nöel, Isadora, Art. Spender will have to wait his day. All paths seemed to cross Spender's in the 30's, surpassing Kevin Bacon's synchronicity though I certainly wouldn't throw Kev out of bed for eating...bacon. The bio of Nöel is superb except the author says "I am going to dispense with Noel's beloved dieresis." I doubt that Gödel, Escher, Bach would have been taken seriously without the dieresis.