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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.