OK, haven’t posted all these books I read, jeez!
I read The Snows of Kilimanjaro by The Dead White Dude, aka Ernest Hemingway. jk. I actually like Hemingway a lot. If you haven’t yet, I seriously ecommend The Garden of Eden for its gender-bending ambisexual fun.

At any rate, the best story in The Snows of Kilimanjaro was the first one, in which Hemingway deploys his usual cast of schizophrenic, love-starved men to great effect. This one doesn’t love a woman, but can see death like a hyena on his chest. Incidentally, I did read and enjoy a story about Hemingway in a recent New Yorker. I was wary at first (remember the bad Hemingway imitations contests someone or other used to publish?) but it was actually very interesting. The Snows of Kilimanjaro, BTW, is 154 pages long.