You should read The Man From Beyond, by Gabriel Brownstein. Gabriel is the husband of a friend of my sister’s, so I know him, but it’s in a “What’s your name, again? Alex?” kind of way, so it’s not like I’m writing this because he and I are total buds*. The book is a fictionalized account of the friendship between Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and Houdini—specifically, about their opposing viewpoints on spiritualism. I’m no book critic, or I would say smart things about it. Instead I am a blogger whose IQ is on a rapid downward spiral, so I will say that it has ectoplasm and pseudopods and stuff! It’s incredibly entertaining and yet also manages to have fleshed-out characters and fully developed themes; in other words, it's not a piece of fluff. Read it. And tell me what you think.
*My friend Jessie once said about her relationship with some other person, “Oh, we’re total buds,” and I have not let her live it down**, even though this was more than seven years ago. Total buds! And now it’s here on my blog, for you, my Internet Friend, to enjoy!
** Another thing I will not let someone live down: when my friend Scott (as opposed to husband Scott—oh, Jews of Connecticut, why did you name your boys Scott?), nine or so years ago, said to us at dinner, “I learned this great comeback. When someone says something you don’t like? You hold up your hand like this and you say, ‘Talk to the hand.’” ***
***Ha ha ha ha!