Sorry if anyone had trouble trying to sign up for my Fremont classes. I don't know why the buttons stop working like that sometimes. It should be fixed now.
I've been reading Anaïs Nin's earliest diary, Linotte, the past several days. It's definitely a far different read than her later, more famous diaries. It's still a glimpse into the heart and mind of a young girl growing up at the beginning of the twentieth century. She doesn't sound any different than most young girls that age would sound in their journals.
"My diary knows my thoughts as well as I know them myself."-Nin
You can read excerpts of the Linotte journal here.