Comparison

Not only is Steve Martin hilariously funny, Saint-Exupéry also is a very talented writer and novelist.

A few pages into the book you forget about Steve Martin, and instead, the character becomes completely his own, and an extremely interesting and accessible one as well. This paper compares Steve Martin "Pleasure Of My Company" and "The Little Prince" by A .De Saint- Exupery.

Steve Martin is a wild and crazy guy, known more commonly these days as an actor rather than as a writer. However, over the past few years, Martin's writing career has been extensive. He began writing in the mid-1960s, with a series of comedic essays that later became the collection Cruel Shoes. He wrote for his comedy act and Grammy-award winning comedy albums in the 1960s and 70s, when he also started co-writing for the screen (The Jerk, Dead Men Don't Wear Plaid).

Since then, he's gone solo on his screenplays and has expanded into print, writing sporadically for the New Yorker and the New York Times. In 2000, his first novella, Shopgirl, became a bestseller. His second, The Pleasure of My Company, released in October 2003, tells the story of 33-year-old obsessive compulsive genius, Daniel Pecan Cambridge. (Madison 35-59)

While the book has a sense of humor, Martin moves everywhere with a gentler, lighter touch in this elegant little fiction that verges on the profound and poetic. Daniel Pecan Cambridge is the narrator and central consciousness of the novel (actually a novella). Daniel, an ex-Hewlett-Packard communiqué encoder, is a savant whose closely proscribed world is bounded on every side by neuroses and obsessions. He cannot cross the street except at driveways symmetrically opposed to each, and he cannot sleep unless the wattage of the active light bulbs in his apartment sums to 1,125 (Nick 78 - 81). Daniel's starved social life is punctuated by twice-weekly visits from a young therapist in training, Clarissa; by his prescription pick-ups from a Rite Aid pharmacist, Zandy; and by his "casual" meetings with the bleach-blond real estate agent, Elizabeth, who is struggling to sell apartments across the street. But Daniel's dysfunctional routines are shattered one day when he becomes entangled in the chaos of Clarissa's life as a single mother. Taking care of Clarissa's tiny son, Teddy, Daniel begins to emerge from the safety of logic, magic squares, and obsessive counting. Martin's craftsmanship is remarkable. The tightly packed novella paints rich portraits with restraint and ...