. . . head to the book festival. I’ve never been to one, so I was pleased to find myself there for the kickoff of the festival celebrating Ireland’s writers and publishers. My husband and I enjoyed an evening celebration of J.P. Donleavy’s final work, A Letter Marked Personal. Lilliput Press hosted the Donleavy speakeasy along with the Jameson Distillery who provided the evening’s cocktails. The night included readings from the Ginger Man, J.P. Donleavy’s first novel, which is listed as one of the Modern Library’s 100 best novels, as well as from his final work. Also shared were personal correspondence between Mr. Donleavy and Hunter S. Thompson, author of Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, who was a great fan of Mr. Donleavy’s prose.
Unfortunately, I had to leave the following day, so I didn’t get to attend the many other events, exhibitions, etc. going on over the weekend. I hope I get a chance to visit Dublin again and take full advantage of all the festival has to offer.
Dublin has the distinction of being a UNESCO City of Literature. I’m sorry to say I didn’t realize there were Cities of Literature. But, there are in fact 39 qualifying cities spanning twenty-eight countries and six continents. So many places to visit, so many books to peruse. Hmmm . . . are you thinking what I’m thinking? Right, 1 down-38 to go. I’d better get cracking.
Are there particular book festivals that you would recommend? Please share. After my first Monday back at work I’m itching to plan another trip. One that is preferably somewhere bookish.