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Letter 36.
One West Main Street | Richmond, Virginia |
May 9,
1913
Dear Mr. Reynolds:
No, I am sure I did not get the letter you wrote me in January.
As for short stories—well, I've tried hard to interest myself in them, but simply can't. The work is so tiresome that I'd rather not have the money they bring than try to write them.
If a serial could be well placed before the book is written, that would be very nice, but after the work is finished, I never want to have it back long enough to search out a place for it.
Sincerely yours,
Ellen Glasgow
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