A God and His Gifts

I was kind of reluctant to pick up this one because of the title, but I wanted some Compton-Burnett and this was the only one the local libraries have that I hadn't read yet. But the title is only metaphorical, so it's all right. God = a horny writer family man and his gifts = the many children – some secret, some not – he fathers through various mothers. I'm pretty sure he was also going to try to sleep with one of his daughters, too, or am I reading too much into it? The conversation is fascinatingly bizarre and mysteriously insightful as always – might've even done without the plot.