Perversely, but perhaps appropriately, Aidan Higgins--one of the few contemporary writers worthy of comparison with Beckett and Joyce, now celebrating his 85th year--has chosen to wait until his sight has nearly left him to assemble this collection of visual treats. A commonplace book of anecdotes and cartoons--the latter never before published, though familiar to all of Higgins's correspondents from the margins of his letters and postcards--"Blind...