A collection of short stories by Anais Nin, some more intriguing than others.
I have some prejudices against her rather hedonistic lifestyle (as if I'm in a position to throw stones, but I do nonetheless...), but she can write and evoke some curious ideas. I might revisit her diaries some day, as I've now read enough Miller to know her better, and the internet might provide me some context as to their relationship. I recall watching "Henry and June" once upon a time, but was only then familiar with Henry Miller, and slightly.
Perhaps time for a little digging, adventure in the literary world, but not today.