Ain't Life Fucking Grand?
This Thing Don't Lead to Heaven
Notes: 186 pages.
Crews's third novel, "the story of the struggle between life (a woman) and death (another woman) for the small body and large soul of a midget masseur named Jefferson Davis Munroe"—the dust jacket.
The dedication of this novel reads, "To the memory of my boy Patrick Scott Crews, 1960–1964." Patrick drowned in a neighbor's pool.
Edition + Condition: First edition (first printing, with no additional printings noted). A fine copy in a fine dust jacket with minute wear at the spine ends of the jacket and what may be a faded remainder mark on the top edge. This copy has a terrific inscription, written, apparently, on a very bad day: "To Tom Garner, the way of all flesh; we know of no exceptions. Ain't life fucking grand? Fuck the whole fucking world. Love Harry Crews." The recipient was a Texas attorney and friend of Crews.
Publication: New York: William Morrow and Company, 1970.
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