Write a Book for meI need you to write me a book.
It' the one that made me the author: Virginia Woolf's own room
When my mum was fifteen, my granddaddy didn't think a girl needed an apprenticeship, and my dad quit during his high School leaving because his dad had passed away and he had to get a career, so my mum and dad were decided that I should have all the options that they had been refused.
I wanted to be a solicitor. But for my folks, it was the climax of everything they wanted for me. My mom shouted when I said I wanted to be a novelist.
But then I was reading A Room Of One's Own for a Studies In Feminism classic, although a 1928 volume was supposed to tell me what I didn't know, and this line came to me: "As long as you are writing what you want to writing, that's all that is.
When I wanted to be a letter, all I had to do was work. What really talked to me was Woolf, who described how wives were deleted from the story, how the literal term was the men's world. However, when you read about a submerged sorceress, a demon obsessed wife, a sage lady who sells spices, or even a very notable man who had a mom, I think we're on the trail of a missing author, a repressed lyricist, a dumb and disreputable Jane Austen, an Emily Bronte who smashed or wiped her brain on the moors and cut across the freeways, who was tortured by the tortures and torments.
She summarizes this in a nutshell when she adds: "I dare to assume that Anon, who has written so many verses without having signed them, was a lady. She also added, quite unhelpful that to hire a wife to send a letter required a room of her own and 500 per year, about 25,000 in today's currency.
However, Virginia Woolf had given me leave to become a novelist, and that was what I wanted to be. and the £500 a year was the moneys I made from staff work and translitbing, a short smint as a living cast, everything to paid the rental as I was writing for anyone who would give me a tyline.
Soon after I got a free-lance appearance as a musical writer, then my first full-time position with Just Seventeen magazine, and a little later I succeeded in persuading a publishing house to actually produce a novel. More than twenty years later, as Virginia Woolf proposed, I wrote all manner of textbooks.