Help!
I’m reading three-going-on-four books at the same time. This is a most unusual state for me, who prefers to read one book at a time, one after another, over and over and over.
One is Howards End by E. M. Forster, which I have to finish in a week for Modern British Fiction.
Another is Little Kingdoms by Steven Millhauser, which is partly because I’m giving a presentation on him in a week and a half and partly because I really want to read it.
A third is a nonfiction book called Modernist Fiction, for the above class and over which I must write a three-page review in two weeks.
The fourth, which I will pick up soon, is Gilead by Marilynne Robinson, a pleasant reread for a third class, which I must review by next Tuesday.
I also have four short stories by classmates and an article on the desk, underneath a mound of grading and various other papers for scholarship applications.
And German lurks in the background.
Graduate school is neither Genius nor Perspiration, but ugly, common Time Management.
Thus has begun the school reading. Below are the first two sentences of the four-page response I have written to The Second Coming. They are really all you really need to know about my opinion.

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