Verso (Back) of Letter,
April 14, 1925.
| I finished " Joan B."
a few days after I saw you, and was so disappointed at the inadequacy of my ending, and
its clumsiness that I sat and wept for three hours not able to stop. However, I felt that
I had worked long enough over it and brought the book to Liveright where it has been three
weeks next Monday. Here's hoping. I am now engaged on a book for children and the first
5000 words are done. It will be long and leizurely [sic] and full of moral lessons, as all
children's books should be. That's the way I enjoyed them when young and more or less
vicious. This little exercise will rest me until I'm prepared to start on a novel which
will be as fraught with emotion as Dostoevsky's. I've been getting down scenes and
conversations for it during the winter. Living down here and knowing that you're not going
to be forced to pick up and move every few weeks makes one terrifically prolific. |
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