Books books books

If I still lived in Los Angeles (it’s been almost 43 years), you can bet I would be at the LA Times Festival of Books the weekend of April 21-22. But I don’t, and I won’t, as tempting as it is.

Instead, I will look forward to the 2019 edition of Montpellier’s Comédie du Livre. Last year, I missed it by a week, this year by about three weeks, but next year, hell yes.