A Spy in the House of Love.

New York, NY Bantam Books, 1974. Paperback First Edition in this form (1974). Good+ to Very Good in Wraps: shows moderate wear to the extremities with a bit of creasing to the lower outside edge of the front panel; light rubbing to the panels; a couple of stress creases to the backstrip and one along the front hinge; the expected light tanning to the text pages due to aging; the binding leans very slightly but remians secure; the text is clean. Free of creased or dog-eared pages in the text. Free of any underlining, hi-lighting or marginalia or marks in the text. Free of ownership names, dates, addresses, notations, inscriptions, stamps, or labels. A carefully-used copy, structurally sound and tightly bound, showing moderate wear and minor, unobtrusive cosmetic imperfections. NOT a Remainder, Book-Club, or Ex-Library. 12mo. (7 x 4.25 x 0.45 inches). 118 pages. Language: English. Weight: 3.4 ounces. White and gold titles at the front panel and backstrip. Portrait of Ms Nin by Marlis Schwieger at the front panel. Mass Market Paperback. Anais Nin (1903 – 1977) was a French-born American diarist, essayist, novelist, and writer of short stories and erotica. Born to Cuban parents in France, Nin was the daughter of the composer Joaquín Nin and the classically trained singer Rosa Culmell. Nin spent her early years in Spain and Cuba, about sixteen years in Paris (1924–1940), and the remaining half of her life in the United States, where she became an established author. She was a finalist for the Neustadt International Prize for Literature in 1976. A Spy in House of Love is an exquisitely crafted, sometimes-puzzling little novel well worth reading for its beautiful language and occasionally penetrating insights. The tale of Sabina, an enigmatic and ultimately insecure woman who is wedded to the indulgent and adoring Alan while nevertheless still being driven compulsively to stray, is told in a style often distilled down to a prose poetry whose savor lingers in the mind like a fragrance cloying half-sensed yet evocative in the wondering nose. Really, it is the journey--the subtle psychological investigations and the syrupy flow of Nin's verbal art--rather than any final conclusion or resolution that makes the read worthwhile.