I didn’t exactly mean to read this. I am still intending to read all of Shakespeare’s plays, which I had forgotten about until just now. I am in the middle of rereading the entire Sandman. I have a whole bunch of books out of the library about sexual ethics and other interesting things – art controversies, STDs, Bohemians – and instead of reading any of those things, I’ve been reading Diana Wynne Jones. Once I read The Dark Lord of Derkholm I yearned and yearned for Year of the Griffin and couldn’t concentrate on anything else. In Year of the…
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