Would you like to know the great drama of my life? It is that I have put my genius into my life ... I have put only my talent into my works. - Oscar Wilde (1854-1900)
To Merlin and Emma
It was Sunday 1 May 1892, a cold day, though the sun was bright.
The truth is: I love superstitions, Robert. They are the colour element of thought and imagination. They are the opponents of common sense. Common sense is the enemy of romance. Leave us some unreality. Do not make us offensively sane.
Published in US as "Oscar Wilde and a Game Called Murder"
"It's 1892 and Oscar Wilde is the toast of London, riding high on the success of his play Lady Windemere's Fan. While celebrating with friends at a dinner he conjures up a game called "murder" that poses the question: Who would you most like to kill? Wilde and friends - including Arthur Conan Doyle and Bram Stoker - write the names of their "victims" on pieces of paper and choose them one by one. After leaving the party, Wilde scoffs at the suggestion that he may have instigated a very dangerous game indeed..." "The very next day, the game takes an all-too-sinister turn when the first "victim" turns up dead. Soon Wilde and his band of amateur detectives must travel through the realms of politics, theatre, and even boxing to unearth whose misguided passions have the potential to become deadly poisons...not only for the perpetrator of the seemingly perfect crimes but also for the trio of detectives investigating them."--BOOK JACKET.… (more)