I unwrapped the package. It was a lovely Graham Greene first edition--but a title I did not recognize. That in itself is unusual. The only reason I have not read all of Graham Greene's books is because I'm trying to savor them a bit.
But this book is more unusual than that.
The Name of Action is the title, and as I opened the lovely old cover, my husband told me more about this one.
The Name of Action is Graham Greene's second novel. This book, the one in the picture, is a first edition, but this is the only edition Graham Greene printed.
Who knows how many copies are left?
I ashamed to say that I have not read it yet. It is wrapped in bubble wrap on my desk, waiting for me to finish the Taylor Caldwell book I started around Christmas.
This little book makes me smile. As much as I admire Graham Greene, he wrote this book and didn't like it. Even as a young and struggling writer, he wouldn't publish more copies.
I can sympathize with this.
Can't wait to read it.