John Bunyan Book

The second casualty of my new policy of not finishing books that don't grab me. Maugham is one of my favorite authors, although I recognize that he is not necessarily the greatest of his generation. I was very interested in the life that gave rise to his writing. I wasn't so interested in an unending chronicle of his sex life. While his uncertain sexuality undoubtedly contributed a great deal to his character and life experiences, I really don't think it needs quite the emphasis this author gave it. Maybe because of this, or maybe just because biographies are by nature not as gripping as fiction, I kept putting this book down and then forgetting to pick it back up again. Eventually I gave up. I did gain some insight into Maugham from reading as much as I did, but I'm not sure how much more than I would have gained reading the wikipedia entry.