I remember brighter days when all this was a mystery
In the last three or four days, to judge from the pile beside my bed, I have read Mary Renault's The Charioteer and The Friendly Young Ladies, Lawrence Durrell's Justine and Balthazar, Robert Graves' Goodbye To All That, David Mura's Angels for the Burning, and Aischylos' Oresteia (in Greek).
I cannot possibly predict what effect this combination will have on my writing, but I hope to God I like it.
I cannot possibly predict what effect this combination will have on my writing, but I hope to God I like it.

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Your books have arrived and are now on my bedside, along with Francine Prose's THE LIVES OF THE MUSES, THE GOLDEN BOOK OF FAIRY TALES, Maria Tatar's SECRETS BEYOND THE DOOR and Zipe's second half of his Sicilian folktales collection, the name of which I can't remember just now...
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Far, far less time than I used to. Perhaps an hour before bed? An hour and a half on a good night?