After reading "The confabulist," I had to read some non-fiction about Harry Houdini. What an amazing life he led!
Strange would be the mildest adjective I would use about the friendship between Houdini and Conan Doyle. Conan Doyle was a confirmed spiritualist, and Houdini was just as confirmed to prove spiritualism was a lot of bunk. This, naturally, caused a lively exchange between them in their letters and in person.
I especially liked the excerpts from their correspondence included in the text. This was a nice complement to the other books I read.