Confessions of an English Opium Eater is one of those oddly compelling titles. “Confessions” has that hint of allure, and the phrase “English Opium Eater” is quaint with a touch of scandal. I picked up my copy many decades ago at a library book sale. But alas, the title was compelling enough to part with a quarter to purchase it, but not tantalizing enough to actually read the book. Until now. Hearing the tale, you will be forgiven for thinking this is a penny dreadful, but while having … [Read more...] about Opium and Reptiles
Measuring out my life with coffee spoons ...and books
