Spanning the years from 1949 to 1980, a collection of letters by the late critic and intellectual encompasses Tynan's correspondence with Norman Mailer, Orson Welles, John Lennon, and other literary and theatrical figures
Tynan's diaries are fascinating, so it was quite a shock that his letters were so boring. Maybe, he kept all the witty, interesting stuff for phones calls, private conversations, and his diaries. Lots of business letters after 1963. However, I found interesting that he writing for the New Yorker as early as the mid-50's and was already planning to go "trans-Atlantic".