Books It S My Party
The book in question is Chuck Kinder’s new “Honeymooners,” about the West Coast writing scene in the late ’70s. Those days were a last call for the grand (if dismaying) big-drinking, bad-behaving, macho tradition of American fiction. Sure, some writers still like to hoist a drink or three and break up the furniture, but for a bunch of reasons-from modern health science to the disappearance of genteel poverty as a viable lifestyle-the bad old days are pretty much gone....