Doris is not impressed

It’s been a long time since I’ve read a Doris Lessing novel, several decades I’m sure, so I can barely remember if I liked them or not. I know Clancy Sigal, an old friend of mine, was one of the characters in The Golden Notebook. I think at one point he had an affair with Doris, when he was a much younger man than she. One of those literary things, I suppose. Anyway, I have no idea whether she deserved the Nobel Prize for literature, but evidently she wasn’t too excited about it anyway. Good for her.

As opposed to some recent winners, at least we’ve heard of her. (I guess Philip Roth will go to his grave without the prize, putting him in the company of Graham Greene, Proust, etc. Better company than the winners.)