Folks, I know that some of you are pacing and fretting, waiting for me to produce the next essay on Patrick O’Brian’s Aubrey-Maturin novels, but I am not in the vein; I have been consumed by the new semester and my free hours have gone into futzing with screenplays and with resurrecting an old novel and puttering about on a new one, and when I pick up s…
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