One tries to stick to personality-related posts but sometimes it's just not possible. Particularly after such an enormous gap in blogging activity. I have nevertheless from embryonic notes to almost final drafts of posts on Anton Pavlovitch Tchekov/Mikhail Vassilievitch Platonov (related to a recent Comédie Française performance of "Platonov" ), on Pierre-Augustin Caron de Beaumarchais (inspired by my first contact with a non-operatic marriage of Figaro), on Viktor Erofeev (prompted by a couple of drinks with the Russian writer on the bar of George V) and on Damien Hirst (who says his shark in formaldehyde needs a bit of love and attention). One must never explain the blogging silence nor apologize for blog laziness? I know, I know..