A.N. Devers has a contagious love for writers and their surroundings. She runs the highly diverting Writer's Houses (which I've mentioned before), a website devoted to literary pilgrimage and the atmosphere of writerly creation. But far from being a mere fan of the writer's art, Devers is a very good writer herself. I particularly enjoy her recounting of an auction where she bought a prized fur coat once belonging to Edward Gorey, (and published by the Paris Review, no less). The essay, like her reading list, is intelligent, far ranging, and witty. That is to say, a lot like Devers herself.

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