Music for Chameleons
Some time ago I finished reading Truman Capote's last book published while he was alive, "Music for Chameleons". It's a collection of shorter works that were written over a very long period of time. His brilliance is evident in this collection, even if it is a little self indulgent. I liked his assertion that it wasn't arrogant for him to think highly of his writing, even as a young published author, since he had been working diligently and forcefully towards writing perfection since he was very young.