Dear Edmond Rostand,
Please write in English — I kid. I kid. You 19th century French writers slay me good. I have enjoyed your Cyrano de Bergerac. Well the first few scenes, but I must stop and find a more substantial work in which I can understand more than half of what is going on. I love your rhyming couplets and your 12 syllable verses, but another day, my good sir?
I’ve taken a couple of lengthy breaks because I am unsure of what to read but I think I’ll start Running With Scissors.