This is Harris' second collection of stories, and a fine one, too. He was never to better the quality of writing that he achieved here, and in Elder Conklin, its predecessor.
This part of the site is dedicated to the notorious author and editor Frank Harris, whose My Life and Loves scandalised Britain, Europe and America in the 1920s. Notwithstanding his reputation as a rogue and womaniser, he was an entertaining writer and individual who was always his own man.
Living in Nice in 1930, Harris was desperately ill and in need of money.
Pantopia was Frank Harris' last novel. It was brought out in 1930 by Panurge Press - who also issued his Confessional - a publishing house specialising in limited editions in deluxe bindings for pretentious collectors of 'Adult' material (including Chastity Belts by Esar Levine and Curiosities of Erotic Physiology by John Davenport).
This is Harris' third collection of short stories, published in 1913. It has a distinct flavour of the metaphysical about it - something of a weakness, I think, as Harris' talents are best displayed in narratives driven by emotional forces rather than spiritual ones.