Five years ago this month...
...I reviewed Balthazar. My memories about this are a lot hazier than my memories about Justine, which is further incentive not to read Clea now, five years later.
...I was distracted, extremely belatedly. Like whoa.
...I asked what you were reading. I seem to have been in the middle of a large number of things. Nowadays I'm trying to read a maximum of two books at once, and I'm a lot happier that way.
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