Henry Miller was a big influence back when I was banging on an Olivetti. The man spewed pure spirit and humanist life-lust. Tropic of Cancer was an autobiographical  novel Miller spun in his head while wandering the streets of Brooklyn. Even before he’d written a word he was a writer.  When he finally produced Tropic  in Paris it wasn’t just controversial—the book was banned. There’s a lot of rich lit-history surrounding it and I’m looking forward to reading Frederick Turner’s new book from  Yale University Press.

Check it out on Amazon here.

Writers and readers in search of inspiration will find no better source than Miller’s The Books in My Life