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Dear Sherwood: I wrote you a long letter a long time ago and then burnt it up. I was so involved in my own difficulties that I could think of nothing else. They could only be conquered by me and I was all confused so I didn't see any use in unloading on you. The three big battles of the artist. The struggle with the woman, the struggle not to be overpowered by money and the struggle for mastery of his medium to make it tell what he sees and feels. I haven't had much left. I have come to understand more what you and D. N. Lawrence? were getting at. I suddenly realized that only men were religious directly. By religious I mean a consciousness of his relation to nature, to the universe and to the whole human