Winter’s England

Darling, It's been a while. I'm sorry. Winters, you know, are so very difficult. I visited Lewis's grave around the very beginning of this one, a little after my last letter. Had class on the day he died, so I wound up going on his birthday instead. The train from Stratford to Oxford is about... Continue Reading →

Whitewashing Grapefruit & Unicycles

My darling girl, Why on earth does anyone actually enjoy the taste of grapefruit?! It's bitter, awful, and all over grocery stores here. I don't understand it. Anyway, I am always asked, why go for a masters in Shakespeare, such a particular subject, and what will you even do with it anyway? Well, the truth... Continue Reading →

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