I’m not sure what I expected to feel, but this isn’t it. At first I thought I would be elated. Then I thought I would be sad. Perhaps I would even need to grieve. Yet so far I haven’t experienced any of those feelings. Instead I just feel ready to move on.
Over the years, as a teacher of women writers, and as a woman writer myself, I have taught and written about countless women, their lives, and their works. I don’t…
She didn’t write it. (But if it’s clear she did the deed. . .) She wrote it, but she shouldn’t have. (It’s political, sexual, masculine, feminist.) She wrote it, but…