THE LIFE OF KATHERINE MANSFIELD by Antony Alpers Viking; 466 pages; $16.95
On a sunny morning in 1918, a weak, feverish Katherine Mansfield arose in a shabby hotel on the French Riviera and, for the first time, coughed up blood. "I don't want to find this is real consumption," she wrote in her journal. "I shan't have my work written. That's what matters. How unbearable it would be to die leave 'scraps,' 'bits' ... nothing real finished."
But, as she well knew, it was tuberculosis. And when she did die five years later at...
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