It
is interesting enough to put down to paper—from day to day—the happenings and
thoughts of a period in our lives when Ardyth has finally settled down to
write. To follow her while she is writing and to see what will come of it. What
being printed, published and being read will do to her—and possibly money—or not
being published, not being read. I am sure though, that she never will quit
writing—even though her book she is writing on now might not be what I think it
is—for her life is one of devotion to writing, so true and so sincere as to
admit no doubt, ever. She has the enviable gift to recollect her past and reminisce
in the most minute details almost from the day she was born.
--From her husband Egon's journal, Christmas Day 1947
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