another experiment in pen and ink, another neurotic hero

harryjI'm a big fan of Henry James, though I don't dispute that his ornate, minute scrutinies of nearly invisible nuances can try one's patience (HG Wells once described him as "a painful hippopotamus..trying to pick up a pea").  I also love James's contemporary Max Beerbohm, both his writing, and his brilliant, drawn caricatures, who teased The Master with a parody of his style entitled "The Mote in the Middle Distance:" My favorite passage goes like this: "It was with a sense of a, for him, very memorable something that he peered now into the immediate future, and tried, not without compunction, to take that period up where he had, prospectively left it. But just where the deuce had he left it?"